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The High School 


Vol. l\. 

JUNE, 1916 

No. 1 

Ebtlorial Soarb of thr l^igb Srhanl iHagasiur 

Judges : 

Miss Hendrie Mr. Gammell 

Editors . 

Eileen C. Flanagan 
Lena E. Ashkalooney 

Business Editors : 
^l\rjorie pullan paul scott 
Sylvla Stikeman Robert Fraser 

Advisors : 
Miss Wilson Miss Taylor 
Mr. McBain Mr. McGarry 

Geoffrey S. K. Brown 
Charles Schxtltz 

Fifth Foi HI : 
Esther Feigenbaum Harry Bowen 
Jessie Niblo Coulter Denison 

Staff Artists : 
Marjorie Baikie Charles Schultz 

Advertising Manager : - C. GORDON Brown 


Editorial Board - -- -- -- - 1 

Editorial - - 2 

"The Year" in Work and Play _ _ - 3 

The High School and the War - - - - 4 

Mr. Christie's Farewell ------ 13 

Letters from the Front ------ 14 

Only a Sock - -- -- -- --18 

The High School Boy Scouts - - - - 19 

High School Beginnings ----- 20 

A Holiday in Brittany ------ 28 

To take up Missionary Work on the 

Labrador Coast - -- -- --30 

Our Graduating Classes ----- 31 

Class Prophecy— VI. B.. G H.S. - - - 35 

Answers in Examinations ----- 37 

"Much Ado About Nothing" - - - - 38 

England's Master Poet ------ 40 

Literary - -- -- -- -- -41 

The Girls' Athletic Association - - - 42 
The Alumnae Society of the High School 

for Girls - -- -- -- -- 44 

The High School Orchestra - - - - 45 

The Fifth Form Masquerade G.H.S. - - 45 
The Board of Prefects ------ 45 

The "Pro Patria " Club. G.H.S. - - - 46 
Report of the High School Annual 

Field Day - -- -- -- -46 

Library Report, 1916 ------ 46 

A Week in the Woods ------ 47 

Advertisements - -- -- -- -52 



W'ltli this Nxar we cele- f" " "' 
brate the hundredth j 
anni\ ersary of the Royal I 
Grammar School. It was | 

founded in 181b, and the it— « => " ^ ™ ».„, 

High School of Montreal 

in 1843. Then, in 1846. they united as the 
High School and Royal Grammar School, To 
mark this anni\ ersary. the committee has done 
its best to make this year's magazine worthy 
of the occasion. 

Needless to say, it has been a hard, though 
interesting, task, and we hope we will be re- 
warded by a record sale of the magazine. 

In this work we have been generously as- 
sisted by Mr. Gammell and Dr. Re.xford. 
Mr. C. Gordon Brown has again taken charge 
of the ad\ertising and printing to the satis- 
faction of all concerned. 

The war has raged on for another year and 
taken its toll from Old Boys of the High School 
as well as others. Death in other forms also 
has touched the School, notably in the decease 
of the Reverend John Scrimger, one of the 
Board of School Commissioners. 

The list of Old Boys who are fighting for 
their King and Country has been largely added 


~ to since last June. Their 

I names are given in an- 
i other part of this volume. 
I The past year has been 
— K one of almost uninter- 
rupted pleasure — at least 
we remember only the pleasure: the exciting 
games in the gymnasium, the happy times in the 
Assembly Hall, the quiet hours in the library all 
tend to help us carry away a glowing remem- 
brance of the High School and all connected 
with it. 

Thus another School year is about to close 
and another band of boys and girls to go out 
into the world — some to college, some to war, 
some to their daily work at home, but none 
without a deep feeling of love for the Old High 
School, and regret at leaving it. 

I am sure that a great many of us look 
forward to the time when we will again as- 
semble in the hall, no longer as pupils, alas. 

Perhaps it will be to see another Sixth Form 
perform one of Shakespeare's beautiful plays, 
or else to be entertained for an hour or so by 
the Literary Society. At least we all hope 
that such will be the case. 

G. S. K. BROWN, VI. A.M.H.S. 

Back Row— Paul Scott. Sylvia Stikeman. Marjorie Baikie. Esther Feigenbaum, Lena Ashkalooney, Jessie Nlblo. 
Robert Eraser. Coulter Dennlson. Marjorie Pullan, Harry Bowen. 
Sitting — Charles Shultz. Eileen Flanagan, Geoffrey Brown. 


"The Year" in Work and Play 

The end of all things must (.ome, even the 
school year has an end — although it sometimes 
seems long in coming, and it is alw ays interest- 
ing to look back over a definite time and see 
just what has been accomplished. In review- 
ing the past ten months spent at the "Old 
High School" many events stand out trom the 
mere grind of daily toil. 

The second year of the world w ar is almost 
completed and we have all been more or less 
affected by it. We are now quite settled in 
our new building and it is fast being perme- 
ated by the "spirit of learning. 

The leading interest in the Girls" School, 
outside of studies, of course, was Red Cross 
work. The ""Pro Patria " kept up its splendid 
work of last year, and by opening its member- 
ship to the whole school the amount of work 
done was greatly increased In the special 

Christmas work in sending 200 comfort bags 
to the men at the front, the boys helped very 

Possibly owing to this work other interests 
have been a little neglected. The Athletic 
Association, although not undertaking any' 
extensive programme, was able to derive a 
good deal of enjoyment from their various 
walks, expeditions, and the skating parties 
at the R.V.C. rink, when a noble few endeav- 
ored to keep alive the spirit of hockey amongst 
the girls. 

Basketball was as usual of great interest to 
boys and girls, and many friendly matches 
took place, the girls winning the Junior Cham- 

Hockey and football in their seasons afford- 
ed considerable excitement, and even if the 

Ft.'St RcTiV — Greta Agnew. Helen Nichol. Mary Mackay. 
Second Rmv — Bernice Rough. Mildred Turner, Lillian Cooke, 
Third Raiv — Hope Macintosh, Irene Percival. 



boys failed to capture the trophies this year 
they still ha\e the chance of doing so next 

Perhaps shooting was the most no\el sport 
on the girls' side, and we shall see the girls 
of the High 'School — judging by the number 
of crack shots reported among them — w, inning 
the shooting honors at the next meet. 

In the forefront in both schools were gym- 
nastics of course, and both presented excellent 
exhibitions at the end of the session. Excep- 
tional interest was taken among the girls as 
two splendid cups were presented to the best 
gymnasts in the Fifth and Sixth Forms. The 
Sixth Form 'A' and Fifth Form "B" were 
proud to have the winners of these. 

The class parties of the Fifth and Sixth 
Forms must not be forgotten. The Sixths 
had a very enjoyable skating party, returning 
afterwards to the school for games and re- 

We are indebted to a number of both old 
and new friends for some very interesting 
talks. The Monday morning lectures by 
Dr. Rexford, Dr. Symonds, Dr. Denton, 

Rev. Mr. McWilliam and Dr. Symth were 
thoroughly enjoyed; while Chas. Kellogg's 
fascinating talk will not soon be forgotten by 
us. An excellent Edison gramophone con- 
cert gave us all a very pleasant diversion one 
morning in the midst of work. 

The Literary Club was carried on, following 
the last year's plans, but as this is fully given in 
another article we will pass it over, as also two 
splendid plays given by the boys and girls. 

Thus, reviewing the year, it cannot be said 
to have passed uneventfully. Most under- 
takings have been carried out in a manner 
worthy of the traditions of the Old High 
School, and we hope that when the results are 
known for the most important work of all, 
they will also be worthy of its best traditions; 
that all those who are leaving the " Old 
School " this June may look back on their last 
year with pleasure, and that they will go out 
with the determination to be in every way an 
honor to their school and country. 


VI. A.G.H.S. 

The High School and the War | 

W hen the .Annual appears, the second year 
of the Great War will be drawing to a close. 
During its course our High School boys have 
responded to the call for service in even larger 
numbers than before. The list below includes 
450 names. 

But doubtless there are many others, es- 
pecially those outside the city, who have 
escaped notice. Of such the school authorities 
would be glad to receive information from any 
one who may scan these pages. 

The last eleven on the list are the contri- 
bution from the pupils of the current session 
and it is perhaps worthy of note that eight of 
these are from a single class, V.B.C. 

The High School has reason to be proud of 
the record of its boys at the front. They have 
endured their full share of danger and suffer- 
ing, have rendered good service and have re- 
ceived their share of recognition and reward. 
Among such may be mentioned Col. W. W. 
Burland. Lieut. -Col. Victor Buchanan, Major 
Hamilton Gault. Capt. Talbot Papineau and 
Capt .D.E. Vlclntyre. who have received the 
coveted honour of the Distinguished Service 
Order. One of the few Victoria Crosses 

granted in this war has been won by Capt. 
Frank Scrimger, M.D., who repeatedly exposed 
himself to deadly danger to minister to the 
wounded and to bring them back to safety. 


Brig. Gen. C. J. Armstrong 

F. S. Meighen 
Lieut. -Col. W. W. Burland, D.S.O. 
F. Minden Cole 
George Cantlie 
C. Peers Davidson 
Richard Costigan 
R. P. Campbell, M.D. 
Lorne Ross 
James G. Ross 
V. C. Buchanan, D.S.O. 
Irving P. Rexford 
B. H. O. Armstrong 
F. G. Finley, M.D. 
Major Hamilton Gault, D.S.O. 

A. V. Roy 

J. N. Warmington 

Gerald Birks 

Gault McCoombe 
" D. S. Inglis 



Brig. Gen. C, J. Armstrong Lieut. -Col. B. H. O. Armstrong Major Logie Armstrong 

Three brothers, old High School Boys who have distinguished themselves in the Great War. 

Major A. G. Nutter 

E. \V. Archibald, M.D. 
C. P. Howard, M.D. 
Lorne Gilday, M.D. 
\\ . H. Evans 
Eric McMurtry 
A. Renaud 
H. Matthews 
Reid Hyde 
Logie .Armstrong 
Guy Todd 
Gordon Lewis 
Phil. Burnett, M.D. 
\lackenzie Forbes, M.D. 
A. J. Basin. M.D. 

Captain Frank Scrimger. .\1.D.. \'.C. 
Talbot Papineau. D.S.O. 
L. W. Whitehead 
A. G. Shaw 
George McDonald 
D. Gushing 
K. G. Strachan 
Hay Mitchell 
J. J. Moyse 
Melville Greenshields 
W. Fred Sparrow 
.Alan Law 
C. S. Belcher 

Capt. Frank Scrimger H.S. "971, M.D., V.C. 
14th Battalion, C.E.F. 



Lieut. -Col. C. Peers Davidson (H.S. "86), 
73rd Battalion, C.E.F. 

Captain W. K. Grafftey 
J. H. Edgar 

C. B. Grier 

Douglas Morgan, M.D. 
Theo. Lomer, M.D. 
Oliver Waugh, M.D. 
J. G. Brown, M.D. 
J. W. Hutcheson, M.D. 
Alan Rankin, M.D. 
Guy Johnson, M.D. 

G. S. Cameron, L.D.S. 

D. E. Mclntyre, D.S.O. 
Wilfred C. Brotherhood 
R. H. Jamieson 

Roy McGibbon 

P. Molson 

Herbert Molson 

Walter Molson 

Bruce Taylor 

Hugh Mathieson 

Archie McGoun 

Arthur Tressider 

P. L. Hall (Military Cross) 

H. W. Morgan 

J. W. G. Johnson 
Abner Kingman 
Ernest Hutchison 
Alec McMurtry 
Stuart McDougall 
C. K. Russell, M.D. 
R. P. Hardesty, M.D. 

Captain F. J. Tees, M.D. 

Arthur Chandler, M.D. 
J. J. Loomis, M.D. 
Eraser Gurd, M.D. 
W. A. Wilkins, M.D. 
C. W. Vipond, M.D. 
A. A. Mackay, M.D. 

Lieut. Donald Cameron 
E. S. Molson 
Stuart LeMesurier 
Volney Rexford 
Earley Pinhey 
Chas. Greenshields 
Roy Hastings 

C. N. McCuaig 
Lewis R. McNab 
W. Adams 

E. R. Church 
Fred Phelan 
S. J. Matthewson 
K. Matthewson 

D. Gillmour 
Chas. Pick 

Ian McNaughton 
Sidney Dawes 
Henry Birks 
Eric Copeland 
Edwin Garrow 
Walter Scriver 

E. Ross Ross 

Lieut. -Col. Victor C. Buchanan (H.S. 88). D.S.O. 
13th Battalion. C.E.F. 



Lieut. -Col. James G. Ross, 
Paymaster, C.E.F. 

Lieut. Ross Clarkson 
•• G. P, G. Dunlop 

Nolan Patterson 

Orrin Re.xford 
" J. Alfred Ryan 

Barclay Drummond 

.Andrew LeXIesurier 

Owen Hague 

.Alan Richardson 

Shirley Dixon 

Ogilvie Hastings 

Kenneth McCuaig 

H. Savage 

Eric Finlev 
■■ G. L. Dobbin 
•• R. H. L. Ewing 

J. A. XIatthewson 


Raymond Pease 

John Heaton 

J. Dunton 

Harold Fetherstonhaugh 
Walter C. Hyde 
Roy Smith 
W illiam Wilson 
C. Gushing 
Arthur Johnson 
John Forbes 
.Allan XIatthews 
•• J. N. Bales 

Stuart R. McGibbon 

Lieut. H. Baylis 

John D. Xlacpherson 
\\ . E. Stavert 
Douglas Gow ans 
W'm. Haldimand 
Ghas. \\ eldon 
Drummond Ross 
P. Hutchison 
P. S. Fisher 

D. XlcXIaster 
R. L. Strathy 
Eric XlcGall 

" H. Pedley 
H. S. Duggan 
Frank Fortier 
O. S. Tyndale 
Philip Chevalier 
Howard Patch 

■• Howard Cliff 
Ghas. Allan 

" H. Hadley 
David Craig 

E. B. Savage 
Xlorrow Oxley 
Raleigh Gilbert 

" T. R. Ker 

'• W. H. Howard 

Wilfred Notman 

James Hyde 

Lionel Baker 

87th Battalion. C.E.F. 



Lieut. Russell Notman Lieut. Hugh Henry 

Capt. Talbot Papineau (H.S. "061, D.S.O. 

Lieut. Lawrence Laffoley 
Ross Johnson 
Geo. Hannah 
Eric Whitehead 
Etienne Bieler 
Jean Bieler 
E. R. Parkins 
Stewart McCuaig 
J. VI. Morris 
Percy Law 
Leslie Joyce 
Coote Shanley 
P. Fetherstonhaugh 
Gerald Birks 
Hugh Scott 
Frank McGiU 
Bradley Wilson 
E. H. Chauvin 
Rennie \ lc\lurtry 
!r\ ine Baillie 
Hilary Bignell 
G. A. .Vlagor 
George Ross 
A. Ross Cleveland 
D. L. Savage 
Maitland Leo 
George Hodgson 
Eugene Cowles 
Russell Paterson 
Kenneth W. McLea 
C. S. DeGruchy 

Donald Henry 
Alex. Christmas 
H. E. Vaulelet 
A. J. Parkes 
Trevor Evans 
Douglas Alexander 
Kenneth Carmichael 

Fred Raphael 
Stuart Buchan 
Roy Allan 
Hugh Peck 
Geo. LeMesurier 
Bryan Peck 


Graham Scott 
Richard Eaton 
Lees Brown 
John Forman 
Frank Johnson 
Boyd Symonds 
Fred Donald 
Norman Gammell 
Norman Forbes 
Harold Griffith 
Alvin Heron 
Jack Pilot 
Chas. Michaud 
C. E. Manhire 
Pringle Seath 
H. E. Shorey 

W. R. Lester 
Rohin Moyse 
J. Kilgour 
Angus Splicer 
Fred Leach 
Bruce Peterson 
F. S. Jones 
Frank Bremner 
Archie Gordon 
A. S. Jones 
George LeMesurier 
W. Common 
A. L. Sanders 
Ingraham Rice 
Spencer Symonds 

Capt. E. Eberts Maclntyre, D.S.O. 
Staff, 6th Infantry Brigade. Wounded in Flanders. 

TH!-: U\CA\ SCHOOL MA(..\Z1\"H 

Lieut. John Alfred Ryan H. S.. '97 
No. 1 Montreal Heavy Artillery. C.E.F. 

Alan Gammell 
H. Xesbitt 
Archie McLeod 
Hugh Griffith 
R. Gilbert 
George Drvsdale 
E. Pilot 
Horace Gilmor 
Robert Seath 
Murray Robertson 
Gordon Cuttle 
Elson Cunningham 
Sydney Bruneau 
Earle Stoddart 
E. Bruneau 
Norman Robertson 
\\ illiam Brow n 
Arthur Gushing 
C. K. Morrison 
Reginald Bremner 
.Arthur Drysdale 
Eric \\ ait 
Gordon Hunter 
L. C Rohr 
John Rutherford 
Harold Nelson 
R. Skelton 
Stewart Black 
Lorne Montgomery 
Leslie Roberts 
Stanley Sproule 

R. W. Eraser 
Rosw ell Thomson 
Herbert Cooke 
Culbert Campbell 
Walter Meldrum 
Walter Dickson 
J. Rowe Jeffrey 
\\ . Severs 
W. Rutherford 

C. Baker 
Mabon .Aird 
Eiarnest Cockfield 
Douglas Avlen 

J. Rea 

Robert F. Walker 
Robert Rice 
Westcott Papineau 
Balfour Campbell 
Jack Hunter 

D. M. McGoun 
H. L. Butteris 
Osw ald Leger 
Chas. Matthews 
H. W. Darling 
.Arthur X lontgomery 
Philip Bowie 
Richard Swift 
.Alex. Eraser 

Noel Ereedman 
Cyril \\ eston 
Ivan Upton 

Guy Dalpc 
Vincent Denne 
Cyril Mussen 
George Mcintosh 
H. McGill 
Saxon Crosslcy 
John Beckingham 
D. R, Corbctt 
Norwood Corbett 
C. Nichols 
Ered Patterson 
Chas. E. Hyde 
Leslie Weldon 
Irw in Harris 
A. H. Coates 
Cecil Smith 
Keith Hutchison 
Thomas Beagley 
James Parke 
K. H. Hague 
Liddell McLean 
Louis Robertson 
Archie Rutherford 
Ernest Budden 
A. Philip Kennedy 
Walter Harkness 
Geoftre\ Brow n 
\\ eir \\ right 
Bert Brow n 
Harrv Warriner 

N. Thompson 
Cliff Carter 
M. H. Hersco\ itch 
Edward Eaton 

C. Gordon 
Joslyn Walker 

D. Knowles 
Kenneth Robertson 
John Paddon 
Harold Crier 

J. C. Macfarlane 
Arthur Smith 
Ross Hutchison 
W. H. Sharpe 
Eldon Black 
Da\ id Seymour 
Lennox Black 
Harcourt Black 
Da\ id Proudfoot 
Gordon Burnett 
.Munro Dobson 
Duncan Thomas 
Malcolm Grant 
Gordon Osborne 
Leslie Millen 
W. Sta\eley 
Herman Strong 
Phil. Abinovitch 
D. McEadyen 
Bert Tavlor 

Alvin Heron (H.S. "121 
No. 6 Canadian Field Ambulance 



Lieut. -Col. W. W. Burlaml iH.S. 041. D.S.O. 
14th Battalion. C.E.F. 

Major Hamilton Gault. D.S.O. , P.P. C.L.I. 
Thrice wounded at the Front 

Leslie Gordon 
Macaulay Gushing 
C. Shearer 
H. Norman 
W. Weldon 
Archie Grier 
R. Timberlake 
Godsall Johnson 
Jack Binns 
J. Barlow 
F. W. Shaw- 
Arthur Oxley 
Frank Pedley 
Luther Sutherland 
H. Picken 
Sam Bosworth 
Otto Dreschsel 
Leonard Young 
Arthur Read 
Arthur W. Creighton 
Karl Forbes 
Norman Warriner 
S. Agnew 

C. Ward 

D. Gushing 
Stanton McGreer 
Lindsay Gordon 
Wallace VIcGreer 
Gordon Fiett 
Allan Copping 
Gordon .Mclntyre 
Darcy McGreer 
Wallace Smart 
T. Stikeman 
Brie Hind 

1 errance McDermott 
E. Clarke 

J. Hilary Robertson 
Chas. Scott 
Wallace Henry 
Geo. Harrison 
Geoffrey Hadrill 
Sidney Smith 
Sam Agnew 
Walter Page 
Clifte Holland 
Robert Newton 
Walter Marson 
R. Rice 
Alan Derrom 
R. W. Shepherd 
W. McKee 
Henry Fry 
Robert L. Smyth 
Wm. Antliff 
S. Fizzell 
Don Stuart 
Kingsley Symonds 
Alton Overing 
Havelock Mclntyre 
A. Vance Johnson 
Samuel Longmore 
Oswald Allen 
W. S. Parsons 
Stuart Kav 
P. R. Laffoley 
.Arthur Miller 
Pembroke McDer- 
J. de Vlontigny 

Eric Wain 
Johnston Abraham 
B. Corbett 
Edgar Goldstein 
Albert Taylor 
Donald Taylor 
Douglas McDuff 

Arthur Ware 
Leslie McCaw 
Austin Harrison 
James Griff th 
Lindsay Foss 
Dudley York 
Ernest Reed 

Major G. Eric McCuaig (H.S. "02) 
13th Royal Highlanders. Wounded in Flanders. 





Maior J. N. W armington 
•;" A. W. Roy 
\V. H. Evans 
Capt. W. C. Brotherhood 
•■ L" W, W hitehead 
Arthur Tressider 
.\Iel\ ille Greenshields 
Lieut. H. B. Buchanan 

D. Cameron 
Eardley Pinhey 

L. Arthur Johnson 

E. A. W hitehead 
Ian MacNaughton 
Owen Hague 
Alan Richardson 
A Lemesurier 

H. S. Duggan 
Nolan Patterson 
G. LeMesurier 
\\ ilfred Xotman 
Sergt. W. Graham Scott 
\\ . Lester 
Lysle Millen 
Norman Robertson Elson Cunningham 
Reginald Bremner Duncan S. \IcEadven 
Stanton N IcGreer Archie McLeod 


Lieut. -Col. W. W. Burland. D.S.O. 
Major Hamilton Gault. D.S.O. 

Gault McCoombe 

G. E. XIcQuaig 

Eric McXlurry 

Captain Talbot Papineau, D.S.O. 

D. E. Xlclntyre, D.S.O. 
Roy XIcGibbon 

J. J. Moyse 
Archie McGoun 
Percy Molson 
Herbert Xloulson 

E. Stuart McDougall 
R. H. jamieson 
Guy Dobbin 

Lieut. G. P. Dunlop 

Chas. Greenshields 

X'olney Rexford 

Frank Fortier 
*• J. N. Bales 

Stuart l,e\lesurier 

F. S. Molson 

P. Chevalier 

John C. Heaton 

John Macpherson 
•• H. G. Birks 

Raymond Pease 

J. O. Hastings 

Trevor Evans 

A. Sydney Dawes 

Fred Raphael 

Roval Ewing 
" J. H. Edgar 

Stuart Forbes 

Major J. N. Warmington 
Uth Battalion, C.E.?. Killed at Fescubert. May 19. 1915 

Murdoch Laing 
Lees Brown 
Richard Eaton 
Leslie Joyce 
E. G. Aylen 

C. W^eldon 

D. M. McGoun 
Pierre Chevalier 
T. Beagley 

W'. Brow n 

John Forman 
F. W'. Shaw 
W'. Common 
W'. H. Sharpe 
A. L. Sanders 
Spencer Symonds 
Norman F. Gammel 
Munro Dobson 
Philip Bov\ ie 



^, . . ,, „ Major W. H. Evans 

MajorA V.Roy 1 1th Royal Scots. Killed In action 

Killed at the Front 

On this honour list there are the names of Millen and Sergt. William Lester. Both 
two recent graduates who were well known to took an active part in school life, Lester win- 
many of the present pupils: Sergt. Lysle ning the acquatic championship in his senior 

.SerKt. J. l.ysle Millen II .S 12 
Killed at Ypres. February 19. 191b 

Lieut. B. Steel. B.A. 
3rd Field Artillery, C.E.F. 



year. Both were members of the Lni\ ersity 
Companies ot" the famous Princess Patricias 
and both ha\e made the supreme sacrifice in 
follow ing their . hosen pathof duty. Lester w as 
taken almost immediately after his arri\ al at 
the front. Millen was spared long enough to 
w in the respect and lo\ e of the w hole batta- 
lion by his sterling character and the cheerful- 
ness and unselfishness. of his disposition. His 
influence for good w ill be continued by a per- 
manent .MCA. "hut" donated by another 
old High School boy in his memory. 

During the past year the teaching staff of 
the school has been represented at the front 
by Lieut. Benson Steel of the 3rd Field Bat- 
tery. A short time ago 
D.'H. Christie. M.A., 
of the Classical Depart- 
ment. ga\"e up his work to 
become quartermaster of 
the new Si.xth (McGill) 
Heavy Siege Battery. Mr. 
Christie rendered the school 
fine service as a Latin 
master. As a thorough 
gentleman, fine spirited and 
kindly, he has endeared 
himself to his colleagues 
and his pupils alike. 

On the afternoon of May 
15th an informal luncheon 
was tendered him in the 
school, at w hich he w as pre- 
sented with a wrist watch 
and other gifts in token 
of the esteem in which he 
held bv teachers and 
combined in 
Godspeed in 
of duty and. 
a safe return. 

D. H. Chris 
Quartermaster. 6th Heavy 

pupils. All 
wishing him 
his new field 
in good time. 


It is a matter of keen regret to me that, 
owing to the somewhat abrupt manner of my 
departure, I had no opportunity of saying 
even one word of farewell to many, if not 
most, of my late pupils in the High School. 
The editor-in-chief. howe\er. has very kindly 
found for me in the volumes of the .Magazine 
sufficient space in which to make a few brief 
valedictory remarks. 

During my comparatively short association 
with the school. 1 have received nothing but 
kindness at the hands of both colleagues and 
pupils. To the former, and to my own class. 

1\ .B, 1 ha\e already been privileged to e.\- 
press my gratitude personally. It is because 
I have had no such opportunity of meeting my 
pupils as a w hole that I feel it w ould be both 
discourteous and ungrateful on my part to 
leave them now without a single word. 

1 desire to thank the boys of the third, 
fourth, fifth and sixth forms, not so much for 
the very handsome and useful gift with which 
the\" recently presented me by the hand of 
Dugan, the Senior Prefect, as for the kindness 
and the sympathy of which that gift is the 
token and w hich they have ever extended to me 
in my w ork among them. Since I joined the 
stat^. some six hundred boys, or thereabouts, 
have come under my own 
immediate charge. Among 
these, I cannot remember 
any against whom I bear 
the slightest grudge; and I 
am \ain enoughto believe 
that there is none who bears 
a grudge against me. It 
has been my aim to remem- 
ber that "Maxima reveren- 
tia pueris debetur," that 
th,e teacher s respect for 
and^ sympathy with his 
pupils begets a correspond- 
ing feeling on their part 
towards hipi. No gift was 
necessary to assure me that, 
whate\er success I had 
attained in the mere impart- 
ing of knowledge, I had at 
least succeeded in w inning 
what I most prized — the 
affectionate esteem of my 

■ pupils. 

'^Sp^M^'j 1 thank you all, individu- 

ally and collectively, for 

rS^^H your constant kindness, 

tie. M.A.. forbearance and good-will 

Siege Artillery (McGiuj to me sincc I Came among 
you and more particularly 
at this moment of my departure. 1 desire 
also to express to you all my most cordial 
good w ishes for your happiness and success 
both during your school-days and afterwards. 
Within recent months the sons of the school 
have been offered an unique opportunity of 
making history and, incidental y, of bringing 
fame to the institution which fostered them. 
To their lasting honour, be it said, they have 
not been slow to grasp it. May each of you 
prove himself worthy of these glorious pre- 
decessors, and, be it in w ar or be it in peace, 
may you too be ever prepared to "do your 
bit" for the Empire, for the Dominion and 
for the old High School of Montreal ! 



Personally, I count it a great privilege and a 
great honour to have been associated with 
such a school, even for so short a time. Little 
did I think five years ago, w hen I first entered 
it as a member of the staff, that I should leave 
it to become a soldier. 

"Tempora mutantur nos et mutamur in 

illis." Whether or when I return is on the 
knees of the gods. So, to quote the words of 
'the noblest Roman of them all' — 
"If we do meet again, why, we shall smile. 
If not — why than, this parting was well made." 



Tunbridge House, 
Liphook, Hants, April 24th, 191b. 
Dear Mr. Gammell, 

When mother wrote me saying that you 
wanted some sort of a letter from me for the 
school magazine, I said to myself, "What's 
the use^ I don't know anything about the 
war." Now that is literally true because, 
after all, I am in more or less of a backwater 
of the war, and although I have seen no end 
of preparations for war I have not seen any- 
thing of the real thing. 

As you know, I have been over in this coun- 
try about fourteen months and in that time a 
lot of things have happened. It was a year 
ago yesterday that the battle of Ypres started 
—and it was the battle of Ypres that put an 
end to the hopes of the 23rd Battalion of going 
to the front as a unit. We got word on the 
26th of April last year that we must send a 
draft to the front to replace some of the cas- 
ualties in the battle. By the first of May our 
whole battalion with the exception of the 
headquarters staff were overseas serving with 
many different units. The headquarters staff 
were kept together to form the nucleus of a 
new battalion, this time a battalion with no 

hope of ever going to the front as a battalion. 
You will understand that to be dubbed a re- 
serve battalion is just about the worst thing 
that can possibly happen. 

From the 5th of May last until January of 
this year, I was Paymaster of the 23rd Re- 
serve Battalion. During that time some three 
thousand or more men passed through the 
battalion and were drafted out to reinforce 
the 3rd, the 14th and the 22nd Battalions. 

During all the time I was in the 23rd, Jack 
Parkes, an old High boy, was there. Jack 
got his commission just a short time after I 
got mine, and when I left Shorncliffe, he was 
Brigade Machine Gun Officer for the 12th 
Infantry Reserve Brigade. 

At the middle of January I was appointed 
Assistant Divisional Paymaster of the Can- 
adians at Bramshott, but before taking over 
my new duties I was Paymaster of the 11th 
Battalion for a month or so, and it was during 
this time that I met Norman. He was seem- 
ingly in the very best of shape, and just before 
I left he got his third stripe. By the way, 
that's about the hardest thing in the army and 
good sergeants are a lot scarcer than good 
officers. What's more thay have a much 
better time. 

I saw Frank Fortier at Shorncliffe. He 
was with the Engineers there and he has since 
been out and wounded, but not seriously. 

There are about 18,000 Canadians in this 
command, most of them belonging to the 
newer units. Colonel Meighen has arrived 
here now and has taken over command of the 
14th Brigade. 

The troops in this command are fortunate. 
The camps are good and the men are very 
well fed in England, much better than they 
were in Canada. I say this last from personal 

Of course the branch of service that I know 
the most about is the one of which I am a 
humble member, namely the pay branch. 

I hardly think that an outsider can readily 
appreciate the amount of work involved in 
looking after the pay of approximately 100,000 
men. The head office, as it were, of the Pay 
Department is in London, nearly opposite the 
Houses of Parliament, and in this office, which 



Lieut. Shirlev G. Dixon. B.C.L. 
Pay Office. C.E.F. 

comprises the Record Office as well, are about 
one thousand men. 

Col. J. G. Ross is at the head of this organ- 
ization. I am not perfectly sure, but I think 
I am correct when 1 say that he is an old High 

Then, working under the Chief Paymaster 
are the Divisional Paymasters and their As- 
sistants at Shorncliffe, and at Bramshott and 
in France. 

I have heard the Pay Department described 
as an institution founded for the express pur- 
pose of keeping money from the people v\ ho are 
entitled to it. but considering the numbers and 
the difficulties that it is up against. I think 
that Col. Ross and those working under him 
are most successful in getting the money to 
those that are entitled to it. 

I don't imagine that much that 1 have said 
will be of interest to the school, but. as I said 
before. 1 am in more or less of a back water of 
the w ar and I hav e not seen the real thing. 

I am. vours very sincerely. 


One kid — "I ain't heard none of them giant 
crackers you was braggin' about " 

Other kid — "Aw. get up to date, kid I I 
shot em all oft. but I put Maxim silencers on 

\\ ith the 4th Universities Co. 

The hut we now call home we decorated 
with bunting and strings of .Allied flags, with 
here and there sprigs of holly. We had no use 
for mistletoe. The long board tables we cov- 
ered with w, hite sheets of paper in lieu of table 
cloths. Down the centre at regular intervals 
we placed vases of flowers. Even the little 
round stove, which is supposed to heat our 
hut, but doesn t, took on a cheerful appear- 
ance and seemed to exhale w armth and gen- 

We were just sitting dow n to dinner at noon 
when Col. Carpenter, the Battalion O.C. and 
a group of officers entered. After wishing us 
the compliments of the season, the Col. intro- 
duced the Hon. Mr. Nesbitt, of Toronto. 

Until that time I am afraid we had been 
feeling rather blue, for Christmas day. and we 
were so far away from every one and every- 
thing that makes Christmas the happiest time 
of all the year. 

Mr. Nesbitt did not speak long. But dur- 
ing the few minutes he spoke, he gave us a 
message from home; a message from you of 
whom we think so often now when memories 
are all we have. A message from \ ou; a mes- 
sage of love and pride and confidence. .And 
the three ringing cheers we gave when he had 
done conveyed to him more eloquently than 
words could ever do. our appreciation of that 
message. Gave to him a message in return, a 
message from Canada's sons, who will never 
betray your trust, who, when the time comes, 
will go forw ard determined to do as those w ho 
have gone before have done, to keep the name 
of our Canada bright so that it w ill go down to 
posterity as one of the most wonderful chap- 
ters in the history of the British Empire, whose 
integrity and security is more to us than any- 
thing else in the world. 

The dinner was one of those dinners Dickens 
used to like to w rite about. There w as turkey. 

"The Hut we now call Home." 



ham, potatoes, Brussels-sprouts, pudding, 
mince pie, raisins, nuts, fruit, ale, ginger ale, 
ginger beer, cigars and cigarettes. Our cake 
w as prevented from reaching us by a landslide 
near Dover, but it wasn't missed. 

"To the boys in the trenches," shouted a 
corporal after we had toasted the King. So 
to the boys in the trenches we drank. To our 
brothers w ith whom we shall soon be, doing 
our little bit to keep the old flag at the top of 
the mast. And as we sang, "For they are 
jolly good fellows," there was a sob in many a 
voice and the tears that would not stay back 
rolled down the cheeks of the few of the glor- 
ious old Pats who were with us. On their 
breasts lay the ribbons of China, India, 
Egypt, Afghanistan, South Africa. Half in 
anger, half in shame they brushed the tears 
aside with toil-hardened hands and tried to 
sing. But their hearts were with their pals, 
lying "somewhere in France." Above each 
there stands a little white cross, — a little 
white cross that bears no name, only a num- 

Outside the wind was blowing, almost a 
hurricane. To the south, the channel, across 
which our boys are fighting, was flecked w ith 
foam. To the north, the hills where Julius 
Caesar once encamped, w ere almost hidden by 
the driving rain. But inside that little hut 
where Canada's soldiers live, awaiting the call 
to the battle line, there reigned that peace and 
good-fellow ship which two thousand years ago 
Christ brought into the world. 

D. H. 


March 30th, 1916. 

I am writing this in a fine big Y.M.C.A. 
tent, instead of shivering around in the cold 
and rain as we were forty-eight hours ago. I 
think it was two days after I wrote the last 
letter that we moved up to the firing line, and 
we have been three days now back in reserve 
in a place that we have never been in before, 
near P . 

When we were in the dug-outs under the 
railway we were away up in the salient, and 
were therefore subject to artillery cross-fire. 
The first two days we were not troubled much, 
as only occasional shells were sent over to try 
to get transport and odd men walking along 
the road that ran parallel to, and about 250 
yards in front of, our dug-outs. The next 
afternoon quite a lot of troops went along, 
however, and they started putting shells across 
at twenty and fifteen second intervals (this 

sounds rather fast, but in reality seems very 
slow). They were using both shrapnel and 
high explosives, which sometimes fell short, 
and sometimes went too far. As the shells 
were coming across the road in our direction 
this brought them quite close and several 
"duds" (shells that do not explode) landed in 
the small lake just at our feet, throwing up 
tremendous splashes of water. (I forgot to 
mention that there was a large pond about 
200 yards long and 100 yards wide, along the 
side of the railway.) We were all at our dug- 
out doors, watching the fun, when a lone strag- 
gler came along the road and started to cross 
the space that was being covered by shell fire. 
At first he went very cautiously from tree to 
tree. Then a big shrapnel roared over and 
exploded, and down he flopped beside the 
particular tree he happened to be close to at 
that moment. 

We all yelled and shouted to him to move 
on and gave him several kind words of advice 
and condolence, to which he paid no heed; 'and 
as the shells began coming over faster he flat- 
tened out all the more. During the lull that 
followed he seemed to gain courage, and mov- 
ed half-way across the road, evidently with the 
intention of getting over the side and down the 
embankment. Just then we heard another 
shell whistling in the distance. That decided 
him, and he gave one dive. Over the side he 
went, pack and all, landing on terra firma 
simultaneously with the report of the shell. 
Encouraged by his success, and more advice 
from the lines, he started cautiously to work 
his way along, flopping in the muck at every 
shell, and finally passed into the safety zone 
where he took to the road again. It all 
sounds commonplace set down on paper, but 
it was terribly funny at the time. 

While all this was going on the Germans 
were also shelling a battery of ours just on the 
other side of the railway embankment, the 
shells coming in a direction at right angles to 
those intended for us, and as they were rather 
high explosives, there was some row ! When- 
ever we heard one of these coming (we could 
tell by the deeper note of the whistle) we paid 
no attention, as we knew they were all headed 
for the battery and not for little us. 

A couple of nights later we moved up to the 
trenches, going into support in a fairly large 
wood that was all shelled and mashed to bits. 
That afternoon it had been shelled rather 

severely and about eighty of the nd of 

Montreal and the rd of Toronto got it. 

The wood itself presented a most desolate 
appearance, as all the leaves and small 
branches had been stripped by shrapnel and 
rifle fire, and most of the trees cut to irregular 



height by shells. It was all pine, and looked 
something like a forest alter a fire. The first 
two nights we were in a part in which there 
were no dug-outs, that is, there was only one 
for the sergeants and the rest of the troops had 
to sleep in nooks and on the firing step. It 
only rained a little but was fairly cold. Our 
men have got used to little discomforts of this 
kind and there was practically no "grousing." 
They set to work and rustled sandbags and old 
water-proof sheets, etc., and made little shel- 
ters, so that we left the trench two days later 
much better than we had found it. W hile we 
were in it there w as only occasional shell fire, 
though sexeral dug-outs were smashed and 
men killed — none of our bunch. 

On the morning of the day we mo\ed to 
another part of the trench w e were w akened at 
four o clock by the most tremendous cannon- 
ade on our right. It continued for two hours 
steadily and then gradually died away to- 
wards noon. The whole air was throbbing 
w ith the concussion that kept our ears hum- 
ming. We did not know till eight o clock 
whether it was our attack or the Germans". 
We knew it was in the neighbourhood of St. 

E , and if the Germans tried to break 

through there it would endanger our position 
considerably as it is the base of the salient. 
It was w ith considerable relief w e learned that 
we had exploded some mines and advanced 
through two lines of trenches. That e\'ening 
w e took over another part of the trenches that 
had dug-outs in it, for the remaining tw o days, 
it started to rain and blow a hurricane, besides 
being pitch dark, and the trench flooded in 
places and muddy all over. As you could 
not see an inch before your nose, e.xcept w hen 
a flare w ent up. and as I had to w arn and get 
out a guard and fatigue party, I was fairish 
soaking and plastered as I wended my weary 
way to the dug-out about four o clock p.m. 
I had just failed to negotiate a hole in the 
trench mat and w as picking some of the con- 
sequent mud from my ears when a voice in 
front of me said, ""Do you want any rum^"" — 
after which I continued my journey and made 
my bed and went to sleep. That is the best 
thing about the rum issue, as even if you are 
soaking all over and chilled, it warms you up 
and sends you to that you w ake in the 
morning more or less dried and without the 
vestige of a cold. 

Our dug-out was rather small for two as 
there was a bed (18 inches wide) on one side, 
then a trench mat for a floor, and a small table 
on the other side. The post of the table stuck 
through the mat tending to shove me tow ard 
the bed; but as there was water to the depths 
of six inches on both sides of the trench mat 

I hammered in some small stakes to keep me 
trom rolling o\ er, put on all I had and jammed 
myself down sideways as there was no room 
to lie flat. Thanks to the tote of rum — after 
w e had scoffed a tin of fish that had been sent 
up that night for us — I slept a dreamless sleep. 
In the morning I found that most of the sur- 
face w ater had drained off me into the adjac- 
ent gutters, and as the high wind continued, 
e\en though the sun came out, I hung my 
clothes on the near-by weeping willow tree, 
and all the world went well with me. 

At some time or other that particular part 
of the wood had been heavily shelled and 
there were lots of whiz-bangs that had not 
gone off, sticking in the larger trees. (A w hiz- 
bang is a three-inch shell.) One tree had a 
big si.x-inch shell that had entered back-end 
first, besides three of the w hiz-bangs in pieces. 
I suppose the big one had hit some other tree 
a glancing blow and started turning over in its 

The second night we were relieved by the 

rd, one oi the new regiments that have 

only been out six weeks. Although the after- 
noon was fine the night turned out to be worse 
than the previous one. Sleet, hail, and rain, 
w ith a driving w ind how ling through the trees 
— with troops relieving and going out all mix- 
ed up together made some picture. 

There was only one communication trench 
to get in and out by, and as it was too dark to 
see an inch before your nose the line was 
being continually broken by men falling off 
the walk into ditches and holes. There cer- 
tainly w,as some language used that night. It 
took us three hours to get out of that wood, 
and then we had a short three-mile march. 

going to just the other side of Y , where 

we entrained. It was the first time I had 
ever been through the city as we just skirted 
it when we came up. There are a few shells 
of buildings standing, riddled with shrapnel. 
All the rest are just heaps of stones and mason- 
ry, some even pounded to fine dust. Part of 
the Cloth Hall is still standing, w ith little bits 
of stained glass still in the leaded windows, 
but it was too dark to see well. I saw one or 



two other examples of old Gothic, smaller 
buildings, and all pounded by shell fire. 

On the far side of the town we came across 
a couple of real Jack Johnson holes, about 30 
feet wide and full of water. The land all 
about the outskirts is more or less cultivated, 
the people either ha\ ing come back or never 

After some more walking we hit a railroad 
track that we foUow^ed for about 500 yards 
where we came across a train. They were 
real third-class carriages that we rode in — 
quite a change from the usual box cars. We 
are in fine dry huts, with only the usual drills, 



The busy chatter kept time to the clicking 
of the needles. Three girls were walking 
home from school, talking so fast that the 
words fairly tumbled out. They were won- 
dering why all the men had been called away 
from their work, only the women and girls 
being left. It was true that Germany was at 
w ar with France, but Belgium was neutral so 
they feared nothing. They gaily bade each 
other good-bye, no premonition of danger 
clouding their happy faces. Marie hurried up 
the path to her pretty rose-covered cottage, 
singing blithely as she went. That night as 
all slept peacefully the Dogs of War were let 
loose, and the devastation of Belgium had 

Marie stayed with her mother in the village 
until one awful day it was attacked, the Bel- 
gians driven back, and the village plundered 
and burnt. When the firing began her mother 
told Marie to go to the hay-loft, and that she 
w ould be there soon. The girl crouched in one 
corner, striving to shut out the sounds of the 
struggle going on around her. When all was 
still again she ventured to come out of her 
retreat. A dreadful silence hung over the 
village; on every side were evidences of the 
terrible battle. Her pretty home was now a 
mass of ruins so she stumbled blindly on, the 
fear in her heart becoming greater at every 
step. She must find her mother, she must — a 
stray shot, a sharp, stinging pain in her side — 
she had found her. 

The next day reinforcements were sent to 
hold the village, and with them came the Red 
Cross nurses, ready to care for the wounded. 
But there was little they could do, the Huns 
had done their Work too well. With a cry of 
pity one of the nurses came upon a pretty 
golden-haired girl, her knitting still clutched 

tightly in her hand. She gently took the 
half-finished sock from the girl's hand before 
she called the doctor. 

When the Red Cross nurse wrote home that 
week she enclosed the ball of knitting, and 
told how it had been found. The day the 
parcel arrived in England a recruiting meeting 
was being held, but although many men had 
joined, there were many who hung back. As 
the speaker of the evening rose to address the 
meeting, a burst of applause arose, for it was 
felt that he would stir the men by his el- 
oquence. He was noted for his clear, low 
voice, which carried every word of his well- 
rounded phrases to the furthest corner of the 
great hall. But to-night there was something 
amiss. Several times he strove to speak, but 
could not. With an effort, however, he told 
them the story of the little Belgian girl who 
had died while doing what she could. As he 
held up the sock, with the needles still in it, 
the quiet of the hall was broken by a cheer 
that shook the walls. Every able-bodied man 
in that town enlisted that night. 


VI.A., G.H.S. 


Tramp, tramp, tramp. 

Along the street they come ; 
There's many a man from a far off clan 

Has answered that fife and drum. 

Tramp, tramp, tramp. 

Yet nearer and nearer they come, 
And each of the faces is set and stern 

And each grasps tight his gun. 

"Are they going? " some one cries, 
"Those boys of our loved band?" 

Yes they're going to fight and going to wipe 
The foe from the Belgian's land. 

Tramp, tramp, tramp. 

Yet fainter and fainter we hear. 
And we turn once more to our daily toil 

And pray God to guard those dear. 

VLB., G.H.S. 

Uncle Ned — "Why, Johnnie, you don't 
swear, do you"?" 

Johnnie — "No, uncle, I don't swear, but I 
know all the words !" 




For some years past there has been talk of 
recruiting a troop of Boy Scouts from the 
ranks of the High School pupils. The dif- 
ficult\ lay in securing the ser\ ices of a cap- 
able Scoutmaster, w ho would be at the same 
time in close touch w ith the ideas and trad- 
itions of the school. This was soKed when 
Mr. Lordly. Secretary of the Provincial Boy 
Scout Organization, expressed his w illingness 
to undertake the task with the aid of Mr. 
Lockhart. as Joint Scoutmaster. 

Mr. Lordly had recently become Scout- 
master of the 14th Montreal Troop, whose 
membership was then \ery small. Its head- 
quarters were transferred to the High School 
in No\embcr last, and about thirtv-five 

The Aquatic Team of the 14th Montreal High School) 
Troop. Winners of the •"Clouston Cup" for 
Swimming and Life Saving 

pupils were enrolled in its ranks. \\ ith cap- 
able officials and a staff of instructors drawn 
from the teachers and the old boys of the 
school, the members of the troop ha\e made 
great progress. A most creditable exhibition 
of Scoutcraft was given in the Gymnasium^^on 
the evening of March 3rd in the presence of a 
large number of boys, parents and friends. 

During the past three months three members 
of the troop have earned the badge of King's 

The staff of the troop are as follows: — 
H. A. Lordly. W.S.M. 
H. P. Lockhart. W.S.M. 
A. L. Belasco. W.A.S.M. 
D. J. Proudfoot. W.A.S.M. 

L. R. Skinner, Instructor in Shooting. 
Dr. .Anderson. Instructor in .Ambulance 
Harold Corrineau, Instructor in Swim- 
ming and Life Saving. 
John Taylor, P L., King's Scout 
Harold Coram, P.L. 
Brodie Sterling, P.L. 
Clinton Orrock, P.L. 
Duncan Anderson, P.L., King's Scout. 
Graham Gammell, P L., King's Scout. 
Bert Weldon, P.L. 
Troop Committee — Mr. Dixon, Mr. Gam- 
mell, Mr. Powter. 

"Can you direct me to Summits' Cascade?" 
asked a foot traveller of an old man who sat 
sunning himself on the stump of a tree. 

"Yass: take your first left and follow it till 
you come to a fork where there's a clump o' 
huckleberry bushes, an' then strike off to the 
right. Follow that road till you come to three 
corners, then strike off to your left, and you'll 
come to Cy. Perkin's house. You'll know him 
because he wears plaid overalls. Yaller and 
green plaid, they are, an' his wife makes them 
for him. Some like em an' some don't. Any- 
how you can judge for yourself. You'll 
laugh " 

"Excuse me," said the traveller, taking out 
his watch, "but I haven't much time. Will 
Mr. Perkins direct me to the Cascade ■ " 

"I presume to say he can, but after you've 
seen these plaid overalls, a little mess o' w ater 
runnin' over a little mess o' rocks will seem 
pretty tame to ye, ' the old fellow chuckled. 


A tutor who tooted the flute. 

Tried to teach two young tooters to toot, 

^ Said the tw^o to the tutor, 

'"^ "Is it harder to toot or 

To tutor two tooters to toot^" 

Dubbleigh's car lay flat on its side, deep in 
the mud of a freshly ploughed field. 

"OhI " cried a passerby from the roadside. 
"Had an accident?" 

Dubbleigh tried to hold his tongue but the 
strain w as too great. 

"No, of course not, " he replied coldly. "I 
have just bought a new car and have brought 
my old one out here to bury it. Got a pickaxe 
and a shovel in your pocket you could lend 
me? I don't seem, to be able to dig very deep 
w ith my motor horn. " 



High School Beginnings 

The year 19 lo marks the close of a century 
of public school education in the city of Mont- 
real, the early beginnings of which present 
many interesting features which may be fit- 
tingly recalled at the present time. 

During the first two decades of the past 
century the educational work of the city of 
Montreal was carried on almost entirely by 
private schools, but in 1816, as the result of 
strong representations presented to the Prov- 
incial and Imperial authorities, a Government 
school was established in Montreal, known as 
the Royal Grammar School, which was liber- 
ally supported by Government grants. 

In 1787 a committee of the Local Executive 
Council was appointed, with Chief Justice 
William Smith as chairman, to enquire into 
the state of education in the Province of Can- 
ada. This committee reported to Lord Dor- 
chester in November, 1789, urging the im- 
portance of establishing academies or colleges 
in which Canadian youth could be prepared 
for the learned professions without seeking 
their education in foreign parts. 

Ten years later the Right Rev. Jacob Moun- 
tain made strong representation to the Lieut. - 
Governor on this same subject, in which he 
pointed out "'the danger which might result 
to the political principles and to their future 
character as subjects, of such of our young 
men among the higher ranks as the exigency 
of the case obliges their parents to send for a 
classical education to the colleges of the 
United States." To obviate this danger it 
would seem expedient to provide at least one 
good grammar school in the Province and to 
invite its masters from England. 

These recommendations eventually led to 
the establishemnt of the Royal Institution of 
Learning in 1801 and to the appropriation of 
Government lands for the foundation and en- 
dowment of one seminary to be established at 
Quebec and one seminary to be established in 
Montreal. Owing, however, to the troublous 
times which followed in the home and colonial 
fields, no practical steps were taken to carry 
these plans into effect until 1816. In that 
year Government schools were established at 

The Present High School of Montreal, occupied September, 1914. 



Quebec, Montreal and Kingston, and masters 
were selected in England and sent out to take 
charge of them. 

The Re\'. John Leeds was appointed head 
master of the Montreal school at a salary of 
£200 a year with an additional allowance of 
£'>4 for rent. These amounts were to be a 
charge upon the revenues of the Jesuit estates. 
The head master was also entitled to receive 
the fees paid by the pupils, generally £8 per 
annum, but he was required to receive 20 
pupils free upon the nomination of the Gov- 

The Montreal Grammar School was estab- 
lished in St. James street and Mr. Leeds soon 
associated with himself in the work of the 
school Mr. J. Andrew, while he devoted some 
time to the duties of assistant minister in'the 
Church of England Parish of Christ Church 
under the rector, the Rev. Dr. Mountain. An 
advertisement at the close of the year 1817 
informed the public that it is proposed to 
continue the various branches of an English 
education w ith the proper business of a Gram- 
mar School, the former to be conducted by 
Mr. J. Andrew and the latter by Mr. John 
Leeds. By this arrangement a classical and 
a commercial department w ere early provided 
in this first Government school. 

In the following year the Rev. John Leeds 
succeeded the Rev. Dr. Mountain as rector 
of the parish of Montreal, and a \ acancy soon 

Alexander Skakel. M.A.. LL.D.. 
Headmaster of Royal Grammar School. 1818-1846. 

occurred in the mastership of the Royal Gram- 
mar School. The Rev. John Leeds soon re- 
tired from the parish of Xlontreal and ser\ed 
for 30 years in the parishes of Brockville, Fort 
Erie, and Coteau du Lac. 

At the close of the eighteenth century, w hile 
leading citizens of Montreal were considering 
seriously the subject of superior education for 
their sons, two young men w ere being trained 
in Scotland, who were destined to play an 
important part in the educational history of 

H. Aspinwall Howe. M.A.. LL.D.. 
Rector of the High School of Montreal. 1848-1891. 

the two provinces ot Canada. They were 
fellow students of the same university; they 
both took a partial course in Theology in 
preparation for the Presbyterian ministry; 
they came to Canada about the same time to 
enter upon Educational work. After a few- 
years in Canada they both connected them- 
selves with the Church of England. One of 
these young men. \lr. John Strachan. after- 
wards became Bishop of Toronto, and the 
other. Mr. Alexander Skakel. laid the found- 
ation of superior education in the city of \ lont- 
real. Although their spheres of labor were 
widely separated they remained intimate 
friends throughout their lives. 

Born at Fochabers, Banffshire, Scotland. 
January 22nd, 1776, Mr. Alexander Skakel 
obtained the degree of XIA. from King s Col- 
lege. .Aberdeen, in 1797. and came to Canada 
in the following year. After spending one 
year in educational w ork in the city of Quebec, 
he was invited by a number of Montreal 
gentlemen to establish a school in Montreal. 
In 1799 Mr. Skakel removed to Montreal and 
began an educational career which extended 
over nearly half a century. 

Mr. Skakel s school, which was known as 
the Montreal Classical and Mathematical 
School was held at 43 Little St. James 
Street, just east of Place d'Armes Hill. The 
scholarly attainments and sterling character 



of the enthusiastic head of the school inspired 
the pupils with lo\e for their studies, and 
secured for the school a well-deserved reput- 
ation during the early years of the century. 

Mrs. Scott, 

First Lady Principal of the High School for Girls, 1873-1880. 

which attracted to it the sons of the leading 
families of Montreal. Many of the boys of 
the time, who were to take a leading part in 
the development of the new country, received 

Prof. James Pillans. LL.D.. of Edinburgh University, 
Chalrma.n of Board of Referees, who drew up the Constitu- 
tion of the High School. 

their early training at the hands of Mr. 
Skakel. Among these I may mention the 
names of Sir William Logan, the Hon. Judge 
Badgley, Dr. Holmes and Dr. Archibald Hall, 
men who played an important part in the 
history of their country, and whose culture and 
love for science and literature can be traced 
to the influence of the Montreal Classical and 
Mathematical School. Mr. Skakel's success 
as a teacher naturally led to a gradual increase 
in the number of pupils, and assistants were 
employed to provide for the increased atten- 
dance. In an early advertisement of the 
school, the names of Messrs. Roy, Jacobs and 
Whiteside appear on the list as assistant 

T. A. Gibson. M.A., 
Senior Master in the High School, 1843-1868. 

When the Royal Grammar School of Mont- 
real became vacant, through the resignation of 
the Rev. John Leeds, the members of the Royal 
Institution for the Advancement of Learning 
recommended Mr. Alex. Skakel, B.A., for the 
position of master of the Government school, 
and the appointment was accordingly made. 
Under the able management of Mr. Skakel 
and the Royal Institution for the Advance- 
ment of Learning, the Government Grammar 
School attained and held for a score of years a 
high reputation as the classical and mathe- 
matical school of Montreal. 

Among the regulations governing the Royal 
Grammar School we find that the head master 
was required to receive twenty free pupils 



upon the nomination ot the Go\ernor-in- 
Chief : that a publie examination of the schools held annually and that the original 
object of the foundation was to supply class- 
ical education. In reference to the Go\ern- 
ment pupils, it is intimated "that the Royal 
Institution is desirous of recommending those 
only whose parents from rank or station in 
society have just grounds to desire a classical 
education for their sons. " 

W hile engaged in the arduous w ork of build- 
ing up a classical school in a comparatively 
small community. Mr. Skakel found time to 
take a leading part in promoting scientific and 
philanthropic work in the city of Montreal. 

David Rogers. M.A.. 
Mathematical Master. High School. 1847-1875. 

Mr. Skakel maintained popular courses of 
lectures on scientific subjects in the city of 
Montreal for about twenty years, and when 
he finally abandoned the work he placed his 
collection of valuable apparatus at the dis- 
posal of McGill College. Mr. Skakel took a 
leading part in the foundation of the Natural 
History Society of Montreal and in the estab- 
lishment of the Montreal General Hospital, 
where he was a member of the first building 
committee and Secretary of the Board of 

In recognition of the important services 
which he had rendered to the cause of edu- 
cation in Montreal. Mr. Skakel had the satis- 

faction of recei\ ing the degree of Doctor of 
Laws from his .Mma Mater. .Xt his death in 
184b he bequeathed all his property to the 
Montreal General Hospital. A fine portrait 

James Belden. 
Assistant Master in the High School. 1843. 

and a mural tablet in the General Hospital 
now commemorate his important services to 
that institution. 

During the closing years of Dr. Skakel's 
services, the Royal Grammar School had de- 
clined in efficiency because of the infirmities 
of age and the reduction in the revenues of the 
school, and the citizens of Montreal felt com- 
pelled to take formal steps to make more satis- 

The First Building for the High School, afterwards 
occupied by the McGill Normal School and now by 
Belmont Street School and by the Offices 
of the School Board. 



factory provision lor the higher education ot 
the youth of the city. 

Early in 1842 a preliminary circular was 
issued, calling the attention of the Protestant 
population of the city to the inadequacy of 
existing conditions and to the urgent necessity 
of taking immediate steps to pro\ ide satisfac- 

Rev. E. J. Rexford. LL.D.. D.C.L, 
Rector of the High School, 1891-1904. 

tory schools for superior education, and under 
date April 20. 1842, an explanatory statement 
was issued, "An Exposition of the Plan of the 
Projected High School of Montreal," which 
hore the signatures of seven of MontreaFs 
leading citizens, namely: Alex. Buchanan, 
Esq., advocate; M. McCulloch, Esq., M.D. ; 
Wm. Lunn, Esq.; J. G. McKenzie, Esq,; D. 
Fisher, Esq., advocate; James Ferrier, Esq. 

In considering the best methods to pursue 
in establishing an important institution of this 
kind in a young and rising country, the pro- 
moters decided that it would be a wise and 
prudent course to frame the new institution in 
accordance with some approved model of un- 
disputed excellence among the institutions of 
the Old Land. They accordingly adopted the 
High School of Edinburgh as the special model 
and a Board of five referees residing in Edin- 
burgh was appointed to advise with the 
Montreal Committee in the preparation of a 
constitution and course of study for the new- 
institution, and in the selection of masters. 

Professor Pillans of the University of Edin- 
burgh, and Dr. Carson, rector of the High 
School of Edinburgh, were members of the 
board of referees. In the meantime the 
Montreal committee was engaged in securing 
and fitting up a suitable temporary home for 
the new school. The Bingham Building, on 

the corner of Notre Dame Street and St. 
Denis Street was secured for this purpose. 
As the home of one of MontreaFs leading 
families and for a time the vice-regal residence 
it furnished desirable quarters for the new 
school. Its imposing exterior, its extensive 
grounds, and the grandeur of its interior decor- 
ation, combined to lend an air of importance 
to the school and to exercise an elevating and a 
refining influence upon the pupils. 

In due time the local committee was in- 
formed that the referees in Edinburgh had 
selected and engaged the Rev. George Foster 
Simpson, M.A., for head master of the High 
School of Montreal. Mr. Simpson was a 
graduate of Corpus Christi College, Cam- 
bridge, and had been for a short time the 
Principal of Hull College. 

He was a tall, good-looking man of dark 
complexion, of refined and gentlemanly in- 
stincts. He proved to be a good disciplin- 
arian and an excellent teacher. Two masters 
were also selected to come out as Mr. Simp- 
son s assistants, namely Mr. James Belden 
and Mr. T. A. Gibson. 

The High School was formally opened in the 
Bingham Building, September 25, 1843, with 
the Rev. George F. Simpson, M.A., as rector. 

WeHington Dixon, B.A., 
Rector of the High School. 1904. 

Mr. T. A. Gibson and Mr. Jas Belden, assist- 
ant masters, Mr. L. Potel, French teacher, Mr. 
John Cook, writing master, Mr. James Dun- 
can, drawing master. There was an atten- 
dance of 65 pupils. The number of pupils 
continued to increase until they reached 167 



\\ hen the Directors determined not to receive 
any more pupils until the re-opening of the 
school after the summer holidays. 

The first closing exercises of the school w ere 
held in the large hall of the Bingham House on 
July 15, 1844. The Hon. Peter McGill pre- 

Mrs. Fuller i Mrs. F. W. Kelley , 
Lady Principal of the High School for Girls, 1880-189, 

sided, and His E.xcellency, Sir Charles \Iet- 
calfe, Governor-General of Canada, uas pres- 
ent and took an active interest in the proceed- 
ings. The cheerful and hopeful tone of the 
rector s report encouraged the friends of the 
institution to look forw ard w ith confidence to 
the future. The first place in the school was 
taken by Alfred DriscoU, who was therefore 
the first dux of the High School of \Iontreal. 

The High School was under the manage- 
ment of a Board of fifteen directors and as the 
work developed and the financial responsibil- 
ity increased, the board of directors felt the 
necessity of seeking incorporation, and accord- 
ingly on March 17. 1845. the Provincial Legis- 
lature passed an act incorporating the High 

School of Montreal and placing it under the 
management of fifteen directors. fi\ e of w horn 
were to retire each year. 

In order to provide for the rapid growth of 
the school, the question of erecting a suitable 
school building engaged the attention of the 
directors. A desirable site w,-as 
secured at the head of Beaver Hall 
Hill, the plans were prepared and 
adopted involving an expenditure 
of over $40,000 for the erection of a 
new building for the High School. 

The second closing exercises of 
the school were held July 11, 1845, 
in temporary quarters on St. Paul 
Street in the presence of His Excel- 
lency. Lord Metcalfe. Governor- 
General of Canada. At theclose 
of the m.orning s exercises the 
members of the school and the 
friends of education form.ed in pro- 
cession and lead by the band of the 
93rd regiment m.arched up McGill 
Street and Beaver Hall Hill to lay 
the corner stone of the new building. 

Upon reaching the site selected 
for the purpose. Mr. D. Davidson 
presented an address to His E.xcel- 
lency. Lord Metcalfe, setting forth 
the history and the object of the 
school and inviting his Lordship 
to lay the corner stone of the new 
building. The corner stone con- 
tained the follow ing inscription: — 
"The High School of Montreal 
w as opened in 1843 and was incor- 
porated by Act of the Pro\ incial 
Legislature March 17, 1845. The 
corner stone was laid by Charles 
Theopholus Metcalfe, Baron Fern 
Hill. Governor-General of Canada 
and of British North .-Xmerica, on 
the 11th day of July, 1845. in the 
ninth year of Queen Victoria. 
"(Signed) George Moffatt. Daniel Torrance, 
D. McCulloch. Benjamin Holmes. William 

The Eraser Institute, formerly Burnside Hall, the 
Home of the High School, 1854-1878. 



Murray, J. J. Day. Joseph Savage, Charles 
Geddes, B. H. Lemoine, George W. Camp- 
hell, W. C. Meredith. William Lunn, James 
Ferrier. John Young. D. Davidson, secretary- 

This first High School building, situated on 
Belmont Street, was afterwards purchased by 
the Government and known for many years 
as the McGill Normal School building. 

ing attendance led the rector, the Rev. G. F. 
Simpson, to tender his resignation at the close 
of the session. On returning to England, Mr. 
Simpson opened the Lincoln Grammar School, 
where he met with great success. Many of his 
pupils attained distinction as classical scholars. 
He died suddenly in April. 1857, and was 
buried in Canwick Road Cemetery, at Lincoln. 
His pupils contributed £40 for the erection of 
a cruciform altar tomb over his 
grave, which bears the following 
inscription : — 

"Erected by the pupils of the Lin- 
coln Grammar School in memory 
of their lamented and much re- 
spected Master, Rev. G. F. Simpson 
who died suddenly April 28. 1857, 
aged 47 years." 

At the time of Mr. Simpson's 
resignation. Mr. H. Aspinwall- 
Howe was acting as tutor in the 
family of Lord EUesmere. Through 
the kind offices of Lord Colbourne 
and Lord EUesmere, Mr. Howe's 
name was brought under the notice 
of Prof. Pillans of Edinburgh, one 
of the referees of the High School, 
as a suit able person for head 
master of the High School of Mont- 
real. Dr. Howe was appointed in 
due time and took charge of the 

Miss Georgina Hunter, M.A., 
Lady Principal of the High School jfor Girls, 1904-1911. 

On the death of Dr. Alex. Skakel, of the 
Royal Grammar School, in 1846, an Order in 
Council was passed transferring the privileges 
of the Royal Grammar School to the High 
School of .Montreal. This marked the begin- 
ning of the series of Government scholarships 
which have obtained in the High School of 
Montreal from this date down to the present 

The session 1847-48 proved to be a very 
trying one for the High School. The heavy 
debt upon the building, the lack of interest 
on the part of the directors, and the decreas- 

Miss Lillian M. Hendrie. 
Lady Principal of the High School for Girls, 1911. 



school at the opening of the session 1848-49. 
with T. A. Gibson and David Roger, who 
had been serving tor some time in the High 
School under Xlr. Simpson, as the leading 
teachers of his staff. 

Dr. Howe continued to direct the fortunes 
of the High School of 
Montreal for nearly half a 
century as rector of the 
High School and master of 
the Royal Grammar School. 

In 1853 the control of 
the High School w as trans- 
ferred to McGill College 
and in March. 1854. the 
High School classes were 
remo\ed to the new Burn- 
side Hall at the corner 
of Dorchester and Uni\ ers- 
ity Street, which they 
occupied jointly with the 
college classes. On the 2nd 
February. 185b. Burnside 
Hall was nearly destroyed by fire and for a 
few months the High School classes returned 
to the old High School building in Belmont 
Street. On October ^Zth. 185b. Burnside 

Hall w as reopened and continued to be the 
home of the High School of Montreal until it 
was removed in 1878 to its new home under 
the Protestant Board of School Commis- 
sioners in a fine stone building between Peel 
and Metcalfe Streets. 

The High School. Peel Street. 1878-1890. 

\\ hat is the greatest riddle 

in the world? 
Life, because we must all 

give it up. 

What are the most inquisi- 

ti\-e rivers 
The \\ ye. the Wen, and the 


What is the most popular 

The millionaire. 

There is quite a bit of crookedness going on 
in the U. S.. but we are glad to see the Dom- 

inion Square. 

V.A., M.H.S. 



A Holiday in Brittany 



"Wake up. dear I Wake up!" 

I opened my eyes and gazed dreamily at 
someone, and then mother, for it was she, 
brought me over a huge cup full of hot 
chocolate and a plate with a large piece of 
bread and butter on it and told me to sit up 
and eat my breakfast. Breakfast in bed ! 

Concarneau — Rue des Remparts, Ville Close. 

Where was 1, anyway ■ I did not remember 
this room. 

"Don't you know, you're in Brittany. Now 
eat your breakfast quickly, for you have a 
great deal to see. " 

Brittany! Oh yes; it all came back to me 
now — our crossing from Southampton to St. 
Malo, the previous night, when I felt so un- 
comfortable. It couldn't have been seasick- 
ness on that little English Channel ! Then our 
peep into the quaint, old, walled town, follow- 
ed by that long, hot journey, which had taken 
all day, and, lastly, our arrival at Concarneau, 
where aunty and my cousins had met us. This 
all flashed before me. and then, too. I remem- 
bered our glimpse of the sea and all the fishing 
boats by moonlight, and I jumped up eager to 
see what the town looked like by day. 

Mother had been out early and had visited 
the market, already in full swing, so I was 
anxious to explore also. As soon as I was 
ready, we all set off on our way to the beach, 
but we took our time, for everything was so 

strange that I wanted to have a good look 
around. As we left the hotel. I noticed a 
number of people having their breakfast, or 
"petit dejeuner.' on the terrace in front, so we 
decided to have ours there too, after that. 

Nearly all the inhabitants were dressed in 
peasant costume. The women wore queer 
white caps, thick black cashmere dresses 
trimmed with velvet, around their necks flut- 
ed collars, about six inches wide, which stuck 
out, somewhat in the Elizabethan style, and 
aprons, which were white cotton for everyday 
wear, but handsome embroidered silk for 
Sundays. Many of them carried their knit- 
ting or crochet and worked as they walked 
along. The men, who were mostly fishermen, 
wore sailor caps and jackets and big slouchy 
trousers. All wore sabots, which made such 
a funny clattering in the streets. When they 
went into their houses they left these by the 
door, only keeping on the thin felt shoes, 
which they wore inside their wooden ones. 

Besides these, however, there were many 
visitors from Paris and from England, for 
Concarneau was so picturesque that it was 
swarming with artists. 

Before long we reached the market where 
old men and women sat under their big col- 
oured umbrellas, selling their wares from huge 
baskets or from their stalls. Such bargaining 
as there was before anything was sold! It 

Concarneau — Le Beffroi et Pont de la Ville Close. 

was really very comical, and yet the whole 
scene reminded me greatly of our Bonsecours 
Market, but, of course, the costumes were 

Across the road from the market was the 
harbour, and in it was a small island, shut in 
by high walls and battlements. 



What was inside that broad, high wall, and 
how could w e get across to it^ Oh, there was 
the draw bridge, w hich w as never raised now, 
and w hat a dear old sun-dial I W'e crossed the 
bridge and entered the quaint old town ot 
'A'ille Close. ' It was scarcely a tow n, for it had 
only one long narrow street and two lanes at 
the backs of the houses. Here the peasant 
women had a different style of cap from the 
one w orn in the outer tow n and they consider- 
ed themselves apart from the others. What 
chiefly attracted my attention were the little 
low houses with the stone stairs outside leading 
to the upper rooms. There w as an old church 
from which a side road led to the street. There 
all the peasants used to worship on Sunday, 
dressed in their best apparel. At the end of 
the street was a slope leading to the wharf 
where several ferries were always waiting to 
take you across to the mainland. This morn- 
ing we retraced our steps through the tow n and 
when we had again crossed the drawbridge, 
we walked down past the harbour in which 
there were numbers of fishing smacks with 
pretty patched sails, and the nets drying in 
the wind, ready to be mended. 

We strolled along by the sea but although 
it was so bright and sparkling we were espec- 
ially interested in w atching the women w ash- 
ing their clothes on the rocks in a stream 
w hich ran into the bay. and the men repairing 
their nets. 

At length after passing several fish factories, 
and further on. hotels and other houses, we 
arrived at the beach where we were to bathe. 
There were the rows of little bath-houses, 
with the tiny waves lapping on the brown 

Le Lavage du Linge. 

sands in front of them, and out in the bay 
beyond were the fishing boats with their 
many coloured sails. Such a picturesque 
scene had attracted many artists, and the 
beach w as tented with easels. Now. however, 
we scarcely noticed them, for in less than no 
time we were splashing in the water. 

So this w as the Bay of Biscay, w hich I had 

always heard was so rough. It was not rough 
then; no. it was wonderfully warm, calm and 
buoyant. We coaxed and teased to stay in 
longer, but at last we had to come out. an-^ 
by the time we were dressed we had to hurrd 
to be in time for ""dejeuner." 

Concarneau — Le Gale et les Thoniers. 

W e spent nearly a month in this dear old 
place, sometimes going on boating excursions, 
sometimes having blackberry picnics, often 
taking long walks or drives about the country 
and always making new friends amongst these 
plain fishing people. 

In the mornings we used to be wakened 
about four o'clock by the clatter of the peas- 
ants' sabots as they went to work in the fish 
factories. From that time on there was not 
much more sleep, but then there w as always a 
lot to be done and seen. e\'en at that early 
hour. One of our windows looked over an 
old convent garden, and sometimes we used 
to see the sisters and girls walking up and 
dow n in it. At inter\ als during the day a bell 
rang to summon them to pray in a dear little 
chapel belonging to the convent. 

One day shortly before we left, there was 
great excitement all through the town, for 
those soldiers who had ser\ed their allotted 
three years for their country were returning, 
and others w ere being taken in their places 
to ser\e their time too. There was a grand 
march up and down every street, gathering 
the new recruits, who were singing and wav- 
ing flags as they joined the others. These 
were cheered by groups of peasants, while 
small boys ran beside, beating tin pans and 

Little did we think then that those light- 
hearted boys, along w ith many of the gay spec- 
tators, would so soon be serving their coun- 
tries in earnest against a real and terrible foe 
— many ne\ er again to return to their homes. 

But may the time be not far distant when 
peace shall again reign and when tourists and 
artists shall once more \ isit the quaint old 
Brittany town of Concarneau. J. G. C . Vl.A 




Miss Isabel MiUen (G.H.S., 1Q13) will leave 
on June 21st to spend a year on the Labrador 
Coast. During the summer months she will 
be engaged in teaching and in the winter she 
will travel up and down the coast with the 
nurse and will take up industrial work with 
the women and children. Miss Millen was 
one ot those w ho was responsible for the High 
School Magazine when it first started as a 
printed paper in the Fifth Form of the High 
School for Girls. In the Sixth Form she was 
a most efficient business manager for the 
paper, which was a great success from a 
financial, as well as from an artistic and liter- 
ary point of view. We wish Miss Millen 
every success in her enterprising work, and 
hope that the magazine will have a letter or 
article from her sometime during the next 


Hans Dudelheim voss braver more » 
Dan any mans dot voss; 
All by himselbst he burnt a church 
Undt gets der Iron Cross. 

Some vomen, undt some children too, 

Anoder day he shot, 
Undt so, for making frightfulness, 

Vonce more der cross he got. 

He flew to England von dark night, 

Anoder cross to vin, 
Undt killed some vomen mit a bomb 

Dropped from a Zeppelin. 

For hiding mit a maxim gun 

Inside an ambulance , 
An extra large-size cross he von, 

Der noble-minded Hans! 

He vent into a cellar \ once 

Mit comrades eight or nine, 
Undt got der Iron Cross again 

For drinking all der \ ine. 

So, vinning crosses all der time 

He vent his cultured vay. 
His chest voss covered up mit dem: 

He von dem twice a day. 

Undt ven he had no room for more 

He hung dem on his back, 
Undt also dow n his trouser-legs. 

Undt on his haversack. 

Until beneath der load he fell 

(Der veight voss tons undt tons), 

Undt so to Krupp's dey took him, schnell ! 
Undt made hime into guns. 



No more I hurry off to school, 
(The time — I dare not state) 

No more I climb those endless stairs. 
No more I hear, "You're late!" 

No more I gasp in chemistry 

As chlorine fills the air; 
No more do sums in algebra 

Give me a single care. 

No more does Virgil bother me. 

Nor have I to translate 
Just the parts unknown to me. 

Nor Caesar's wars relate. 

No more, when reading French, I strive 
That French it should appear. 
No more when reports are handed out 
Am I possessed with fear. 

No more while skating at the rink 
And having lots of fun. 
Must think I of to-morrow's test 
And home-work left undone. 

"But why no more^" I hear you ask. 

"Has all this come to pass?" 
No— but should fortune favour me in June 

I may make this plaint — alas ! 


VLB., G.H.S. 


(With apologies to Kipling) 

If you can read at sight the poems of Virgil 
Or Homer's choicest tale elucidate; 

If you can sweetly warble operettas. 
Or paint w ith 'nonchalance" a picture great, 

If Geometry for you has no black pitfalls, 
If Algebra is just a single game; 

If you with ease can pen off weekly theses, 
if at Literature you're just about the same. 

If you excel in every art and language. 
If all the science laws are known to you; 

If talking French, folks think you've come 
from Paris, 
And if your History is always perfect too, 

If you can do all this and yet have time to 
Run away with trophies in the 'gyrri," — 

W elcome ! For we would dearly like to see you. 
This vision of the girl who "might have 

VLB., G.H.S. 



Our Graduating Classes 


M. Bourke— 

"^'ou ought to see him shoot the baskets, oh ! 
Just reaches up and. presto I in they go. 

G. Brown — 

What shall 1 say of this poor luckless wight? 
He aims to join the army and to fight. 

H. Coveler — 

A fatty lad, just stout and comfy-o. 
His voice is sweet — an angel's, don't you 

A. Dectar — 

A little chap, with massive head and brain; 
He might dissolve if left out in the rain. 

J. Dugan— 

One held in much esteem by every one. 
A good old sport and always ripe for fun. 

S. Dworkin — 

A golly-wog. a hockey player, too. 
The deeds of men he sees quite through and 

M. Firth— 

The innocent who hails from Pt. St. Charles. 
He never fights and hardly ever quarrels. 

G. Franklin — 

.•\ passing clever boy. In fact the pass- 
Ingcst that w e possess in this fine class. 

R. Fraser — 

The monied gent who lately bought a Ford 
And bound the broken fore wheel up with 

G. Foster — 

Stout "Bunny's" fond of cake and other 

And very, very fond of female things. 

L. Freedman — 

The elder brother of the Freedman pair; 
He always smiles and always speaks you 

M. Friedman — 

Fond of the fair ones — very fond of them. 
This scion of the house of Ham and Shem. 

N . Freedman — 

"Empty kettles make the great noise." 
And this is also true of little boys. 

R. Henry— 

A youth who smelleth of the wide, wide sea ; 
His father's captain of the brig "Nancy." 

H. Hershon — 

He rarely speaks except when spoken to. 
He does his best — more nobody can do. 

ft flit ^ % ^ 

The Sixth Form A. 1916 

Back Raw, Left to Right — F^. Singer. L. K. Freedman. S. Dw.3rkin. I. .\. Popliger. O. J. Lummis. G. Franklin. .\. .\. Dectar. W. M. Firth, 

X. B. Freedman. I. Signer. 

Second Raw, Left to Right — T. G, Major, O. Schaffer, D. I. Shvemar. G. S. K. Brown. X. Vineberg. P. MeVerovitch. M. Ratner. E. A. Oliver. 

I. X. Pesner. H. .A. Boucher 

Front Row, Left to Right — G. B. Foster. R. H. Moock. \V. Dixon. B..^.. Rector; R. Fraser. R. B. Henry. J. L. Dugan. Class President; 
G. H. Xichol, T. B. Reith, M.A.. Class Master; \V. M. Bourke. M. Friedman, H. Hershon. 


O. Lummis — 

His head is made of sonnets, so they say; 
Mayhap he'll be the laureate some day. 

G. Major — 

"Sleek headed men and such as sleep o' 

He should have lived in Ceasar's time by 

P. Meyerovitch — 

"Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look." 
So Franklin thinks his hash he's going to 

R. Moock— 

Hail, hearty cobbler of the Roman crowd 
Who braved with jolly jest the tribune 

G. Nichol— 

The lesson monitor of old 6A 

Delights in Charlie Chaplin's funny play. 

E. Oliver — 

The tall, pale vouth w ho burns the midnight 

And picks the fruit of conscientious toil. 

J. Popliger— 

He's "Battling Pop," Beau Brummell of 6A, 
Keeps doing deductions all the live-long day 


J. Pesner — 

A strange young chap with quite a squinty 

Him knew a heap — yet him forget a pile. 

M. Ratner — 

That hair ! Those freckles ! And those eyes 
to match ! 

D'ye think I'll pass? I do not care a patch. 

O. Schaffer — 

Thou carrot top ! Disturber of the peace ! 
Where did you get that tie with careful 

D. Shvemar — 

Another Greek with countenance sublime. 
He hails from good old London's foggy clime. 

J. Signer— 

A softly spoken Greek, a boy of parts, 
I'm sure he's rather partial to jam tarts. 

F. Singer — ■ 

A Greek who thinks he owns the whole 
blame show. 

At least the masters think so, don't you 

The Sixth Form B. 1916 

Boik Row — B. Herscovitch, W. Schippel. J. Friedman, W. Beattie, M. Anderson, M. Blaiklock, W. Kilgour, L. Sheraga, O. Owens. 
Second Row — J. VVeiner. J. Patterson. D. Jones, P. Radley, S. Brown, L. Levitsky. B. .Silverman, I. Pevzner, M. Scherzer, C. Schultz. 
Front Raw — L. Williams, C. Harris, P. S. Scott, Pres.; Orrin Rexford, B.A., Class Master: Wellington Dixon, B.A., Rector; 

D. McEachran, Vice-Pres., H. .Sunderland, K. Kent. 



C. Smith — 

The winsome youth who passed exams, last 
year ; 

Latin and Greek are all he has to fear. 

N. \ ineberg — 

Oh me! Oh my' Whats this Iv'e come 
upon ^ 

I do not know, so. thank you, I'll close 
dow n. 

\ 1. B. 

M. Anderson — 

■"His hair is crisp and black and long. 
His face is like the tan." 

W. Beattie — 

■"What a blunt fellow is this grown to be!" 

M. Blaiklock— 

"Pleased with a rattle and tickled with a 

S. H. Brow n — 

"His stature manly, bold and tall. 
Built like a castle's battered wall." 

J. Friedman — 

"Once there was a little boy 
With curly hair and laughing eye." 

C. R. Harris — 

"Thy very hair doth stand on end like quills 
upon the fitful porcupine." 

B. Hirskovitch — 

"It's the little things that count." 

D. Jones — 

"His only dissipations are his dreams." 

K. Kent — 

"Yet bears he such an angelic air." 

Kilgour — 

"He was a man in aspect grave and sage." 

L. Levitsky — 

"The poet's eye in a fine frenzy rolling." 

D. C. A. McEachran — 

"Upon what meat doth this our Caesar feed 
That he is grown so great? " 

0. N. H. Ow ens— 

"He was of stature passing tall, 
But sparsely formed and lean withal." 

J. Patterson — 

"High and majestic was his look." 

1. Pevzner — 

"A plain blunt man that love my friend." 

The High School Club— Y.M.C.A. 



P. E. Radley— 

"Judge a man by his questions and not by 
his answ ers. 
M. Scherzer — 

"Music hath charms to soothe the savage 
W. Schippel — 

Tis w orth, not size, that makes the man." 
C. Schultz — 

"For always am I Caesar." 

P. S. Scott— 

"The steady brain, the sinuous limb. 
To leap, to dive, to climb, to sw im." 

L. Sheraga — 

"Take Euclid for your teacher." 

B. Silverman — 

"Much learning hath made thee mad." 

H. Sunderland — 

"The women praised his stately form." 

J. \\ einer — 

"His form it was of middle size 
For feats of strength or exercise." 

L. Williams — 

"Much study is a weariness to the flesh." 

\T. B. G.H.S. 

Lena Ashkalooney — 

And all her thoughts are poetry. 
And all her words are flowers. 

Marjorie Baikie — 

One of those bright bew itching little creat- 

Who, if she once but looked and smiled. 
Would soften out the ruggedest features. 

Bessie Ballantyne — 

She would weep if that she saw a mouse 
caught in a trap. 

Isobel Binning — 
A smile right here, a smile just there, 
A light upon her sunny hair; 
A tall straight girl w ith eyes of blue, 
That's Isobel Binning through and through. 

Daisy Borland — 

One with so jolly an air that she puts every 
one she passes in a good humour. 

Violet Brook — 

Her voice is like the warble of a bird. 
So soft, so sweet, so clear. 
Rebecca Contant — 

From her whole figure, altitude and coun- 
tenance there breathes something alert, 
- wiry and strong. 

Enda Couper — 

A happy girl with sorrows few. 
Beloved by friends, both old and new. 

Etta Engel — 

She's little but bright, with taking ways. 

Ray Friedman — 

Behold this young maiden when she smiles. 
Like the young moon is in its rise. 

Marion Hall — 

When she will, she will; 
When she won't, she won't; 
And there's the end of it. 

Gertrude Kneeland — 

Wayward as the Minnehaha 

With her moods of shade and sunshine. 

Marjorie Lam.bly — 

One who plies her books to the end that she 
may obtain knowledge. 

Mildred Maxwell — 

A person who had little tongue 
And ne'er a bit of cheek. 

Marjorie Mott — 

One who is steady at work 
And never does shirk. 
And ever is at the fore. 

Clara Millar — 

She'd rather be a simple maid 
Than turn to fashion's glass for aid. 

Una Phelan — 

She chatters and smiles. 

Has many wiles, 

But also a will of her own. 

Marjorie Ramsay — 

Sheba's fair queen in all her pride 
Was not arrayed like thee. 

Christine Rorke — 

Behold this maid in her careless play 
Laughing the hours of youth away. 

Ethel Pick — 
Life is a jest. 
And all things show it. 
I thought so once 
But now I know it. 

Sarah Rosenbaum — 
Sweet sleepy maiden. 
Dear pacific soul. 

Violet Smith — 

A violet by a mossy stone 
Half-hidden from the eye. 

Sylvia Stikeman — ■ 
Thus do I wag through the world. 
As merry as a thunderstorm in the night. 

Isobel Young — 

In action prudent and in word sincere, 
In friendship faithful and in honour clear. 

Jean Thomson — 

I quarrel not with destiny, 

But make the best of everything. 




I stood in the \ alley of Nothingness. Som- 
bre cliffs towered far above me. darkness 
stretched beneath me: e\erything about me 
was chill, dank and gruesome. I knew not 
which way to turn, for on either hand 1 was 
shut in by like horrors; a feeling of loneliness 
and despair had taken possession of me. 

As I stood forlorn, pondering my ne.\t mo\ e- 
ment something, w hat I know not, caused me 
to gaze on the heavens. I beheld a strange 
sight. Out of the darkness there was rolling 
towards me a blazing ball of fire — another sun. 
but brighter, greater and much more beauti- 
ful ! I dared not look upon it. Frantically 1 
gazed about me for an e.xplanation, but saw- 
only the blackness of night. Once more I 
raised my eyes. There it was! Rolling 
through the night, straight towards me ! I 
could not take my eyes from it but stood as 
one transfi.xed: and as 1 stood, the blazing 

sphere drew nearer and e\er nearer, falling 
at last before me, crashing into a thousand 
myriad particles. 

Then I felt as one transformed. Dullness 
and despair fell from me as a cloak and 1 gazed 
in rapture on the many wonders about me. 
Sparkling brilliantly, the magic particles il- 
luminated the whole region — they glittered 
with dancing irridescent fires, darting many- 
colored flames. Fascinated, I could not 
resist the temptation to bend closer. I ex- 
claimed aloud in my delight at what I saw — 
each tiny particle brought before me scenes of 
the great world; in each glittering crystal I 
could see the chums of my girlhood. 

One particle, larger then the others, at- 
tracted me and I gazed intently upon it. 
Clearly and sharply-defined. I saw a large 
auditorium; in it were seated hundreds of col- 
lege girls. A question of weighty purport 
was under discussion. Finally one of the 
black-gowned girls rose to speak and. as one. 

VI. B.— G. H. S. 

Top Raw — Isobel Binning. Sylvia Stikeman (President), Lena Ashkalooney 
Second Rcra; — Sarah Rosenbaum, Mildred Maxwell. Marjorie Ramsey. Edna Cowper. Isobel Young, Jean Thompson, Marion Hall, Una Phelan 
Third Row — Ray Friedman, Etta Engel, Violet Brooke, Hilda Smith, Daisy Borland, Marjorie Baikie 
Fourth Raw — Gertrude Kneeland, Christine Rorke, Rebecca Contant, Ethel Pick, Marjorie Lambley, Margery Mott 



the w hole assemblage turned in her direction. 
1 wondered who it was that could thus com- 
mand the attention of the whole multitude 
and strained my eyes for a glimpse of her face. 
1 found the young lady to be Sylvia Stike- 
man, our well-beloved class president. As I 
listened to her golden oration, I gazed about 
me and soon discovered other familiar face's 
in the crowd. Chief among them, and also 
taking an active part in the discussion (which 
I afterwards learned was a debate, "Resolved, 
That the chief purpose in life is to have a good 
time") was Una Phelan, still the chum of 

But I could tarry no longer, for fresh mar- 
vels called me. Into one crystal, I gazed 
enthralled. A graceful danseuse was holding 
enchanted a crowded theatre. There were 
calls of "encore," flowers were thrown profuse- 
ly upon the stage. "Well done, Rebecca!" I 
murmured. Of all of us, Rebecca Contant at 
least had realized her dream ! 1 was about to 
turn away when something held me back, just 
as a familiar form appeared upon the stage. 
Yes! As of old, the beautiful voice of Violet 
Brook held her listeners spell-bound. I 
gazed to see who her accompanist was and 
saw Gertrude Kneeland, the same Gertrude — 
gentle and sweet as ever. 

Coming thus unprepared on so many chums 
of my youth put me in a reminiscent frame of 
mind. I thought of the girls as they were in 
that last year at school together — of the beau- 
tiful XIarjorie Baikie, of the "always-in-hot- 
water" Christine Rorke, and so on through 
the list, wondering w hat had become of them 
all. Nor did 1 wonder long. 1 saw before 
me a magnificent hall of art; crowds were be- 
fore one work, the one which had gained the 
prize at the spring exhibition. 1 approached 
and read in a corner of the canvas the one 
word "Baikie." 

So speedily was this panorama enacted that 
I cannot remember in what manner many of 
the scenes were brought before me. But they 
all remain fixed in my mind. 

1 recall hearing a voice say, "No ! Not that 
way! Like this!" and searching for its 
origin I saw a class at mathematics, and en- 
throned as teacher was Chris Rorke. I not- 
iced all over the room were allusions to 
"Rorke's axiom" and "Rorke's hypothesis." 

In the same school, I found a very earnest 
group of scholars. In fact so studious did 
they appear, that I drew closer only to dis- 
cover that the book they were so eagerly per- 
using was "The Greek Language — As It 
Should Be, But Is Not," by M. Lambly. 
"Could that be our Marjorie?" I asked my- 

self. Fate answered me, for at that moment 
there entered the class-room the highly- 
esteemed Greek instructress, Marjorie Lamb- 
ly, M.A. With her coming, wisdom and 
knowledge pervaded the whole atmosphere, 
so much so that I scurried off, ashamed. 

For a long time I gazed at one gleaming 
morsel baffled. I could see nothing but books, 
books, books of all natures and descriptions. 
Then I noticed a movement among the volumes, 
and saw devouring first one book, then an- 
other, and yet another, my old friend Sarah 
Rosenbaum. I called to her, but she exclaimed 
dreamily, "Sh! There are still 1,978,645,320 
books that I haven't read!" I sighed, but 
turned away. 

As if by magic, another picture presented 
itself before my eyes. Here a group of per- 
haps one hundred people were assembled. 
From expressions that were let fall, I gathered 
that their object was to reform the world, and 
some of the ideas propounded were such as to 
make even Plato and Aristotle "sit up and 
take notice." A sudden commotion drew my 
attention and I heard the chairman announce, 

"Miss (he mumbled, so that I lost the 

name), the very famous speaker, will favour 
us with an address. Her subject will be 
"Nothing — and What It Is.' " There was 
great applause while the speaker made her 
way to the platform and began her address. 
Her eloquence moved the throng; sincerity 
was in every utterance. Reporters were busy 
taking notes in shorthand. One I heard say- 
ing, "Great stuff ! Here's a scoop for the 
Globe' !" I recognized the voice; here was 
Daisy Borland, reporter-in-chief of the 
"Globe. " "Who's the speaker? " I asked her. 
"Why, don't you know?" she asked me pity- 
ingly. "That's Ray Friedman, author of 'A 
Sojourn in the Realms of Maybe So. " "Won- 
derful !" I ejaculated. "Wonderful!" 

"I've to hurry off. Have an interview with 
Isabel Binning, champion golfer and star play- 
er of the Tnternational Basketball League,' 
and Margery Mott, best all-round athlete in 
the Dominion. They leave for the Olympic 
games next week. 'Bye!" Before I could 
protest she was off like a shot. All I could do 
was to pick up a copy of the paper she had 
dropped. I discovered Mildred Maxwell to 
be the editor-in-chief. It did not need a 
glance at the editorial to tell me that the 
principle of this newspaper was "Honesty 

I turned a page or two to the Joke Depart- 
ment, which was under the able supervision 
of Ethel Pick. I learned also that in addition 
to laughing through life. Pickles had taken up 



aviation, and had in three months succeeded 
in smashing one arm and seven monoplanes. 

In the classified advertisements, the follow- 
ing caught my glance: — - 

Comfort and Cheer for All w ho Gaze 
on Me. Apply Bessie Ballantyne. 

The Ninth Marvel of the Age 

Reads "^'our Innermost Thoughts. 
Apply Clara Miller, 144 End of Nowhere. 

Once more the scene was changed. Now I 
was in a huge library and as I glanced to see 
w ho was in charge I saw, in the role of librar- 
ian, Marion Hall — as calm, as cool, and as 
placid as in the old days. Just as I was about 
to speak to her, a figure rushed in. "At last, 
she cried in an e.xcited tone, "At last 
my life-work is completed ! Here it is. the 
most wonderful invention of the century ! One 
drop of this liquid will solve any problem in 
Algebra, Geometry or Trigonometry with 
easel" And she waved a bottle, labelled 
"H. O." Feelingly I blessed this benefac- 
tress of man"kind; she was none other than the 
brilliant Etta Engel. After congratulating 
her, we all departed for a room on the second 
floor, where a grand fete was in progress. "It 
is an annual concert given for the crippled 
orphans, under the auspices of Miss \'iolet 
Smith, the great settlement worker. The 
children adore her." I was told. 

Not among the least active workers I saw 
Marjorie Ramsay, known to fame as the great- 
est violinist on either continent, even royalty 
had requested her presence. Another of my 
old classmates was entertaining the children, 
the charming Edna Cowper, now "queen of 
the movies. 

One ball of fire, directly in front of me, 
claimed my notice. What could this be? 
Here I saw medals and trophies. "Why I" I 
exclaimed, "the owner must have excelled in 
every known science and art!" But I was 
not puzzled long, for I soon perceived that 
they were won by that bonnie Scotch lassie 
Isobel Young, who, as I remember, "always 
did things well." In conversation with her, 
I saw Jean Thomson. They were still firm 
friends, and it seemed that Jean was relating 
all the wonderful adventures that she had ex- 
perienced on her recent trip to South Africa, 
where she had organized a mission. "Good 
old Jean I" I w anted to say, but. suddenly and 

marvellously, alJ the myriad lights about me 
began to tw inkle, the jewel-like fires gleamed 
and with a thousand flashing lights and glitter- 
ing flame-like darts, the particles were myster- 
iously restored into the original blazing ball 
of fire — which went rolling off through space, 
far, far into the black night. And I stood 
there dreaming and w ondering, w ith the black- 
ness of night enveloping me as with a mantle. 

L. E. A. 

QUITE so: 

Old lady — "Conductor, which end of this 
car do I get off at ^ 

Conductor — "It stops at both ends, mad- 

J. T., 
VLB., G.H.S. 

Pedestrian — "My little man. did you see a 
load of monkeys passing by herel'" 

Boy — "Why" Did you drop off behind." 

J. T. 
VLB., G.H.S. 


That some current jokes wouldn't make 
good jam. 

That stuck-up people just naturally paste 
their friends. 

That when a girl "draws the long beau," it 
is not four-foot-six for her. 

That a hen w ith a rubber neck isn't alw ays 
a spring chicken. 

V.A., M.H.S. 


"Julius Caesar was murdered at the 
Cinema House."' 

"The flannelette peril means petticoat gov- 
ernment. " 

"A corps is a dead gentleman; a corpse is a 
dead lady. ' 

\ I.B.. M.H.S. 

Ajax had just defied the lightning. 

"Ajax, you old fool 1 ' came a feminine 
voice. "Don't you know enough to come in 
out of the wet" " 

Whereupon he meekly obeyed, as a well 
trained husband should. 

\ I.B.. M.H.S. 



"Much Ado About Nothing" 

Presented by Sixth Form A. G.H.S. 



^ccn in Lime Light 


Next Cue 

Poet's Tribute 

Sophie Blaek 

Stud\ ing 

\\ hy is that the sub- 

Teaching Latin 

Whose little body loa- 
g'd a mighty mind. 

n^f^l 1 ' 1 r^r* n i ' i m i n 
JLJ^ lid LJk. I IJd 1 1 1 1 i L 

ill k,wiiiL-'v-'J?iLivyii v^i 1 

O my! 


( — \fT f\[f*^ of nlar'L'fQl' 
1 Itl tl V Co \Jl I.-Jl aC iV-Co L 

black our eves endure. 

A<; '( iiri\' 1 nr* Iv ^ 

1 ell me something. Neat-handed Phyllis 
I don't know anything. 

vjiic ^_njci-ii iiLLic n.iriei 

Which most leave 
undone, or despise. 

Sarah Cohen 

A la \ ogue 

How do vou mix P 
and KCL03^ 

Still a fashion plate 

How far that little 
candle throws its 

Jean Dccr\ 

Seen hut not heard 

\\ here is the place ^ 

Time will tell 

1 he shallows murmur, 
but the deeps are 

Eileen Dudgeon 


I beg your pardon? 

At the movies 

A tall, upright, serious 
slender maid. 

Fanny Fenstcr 


\\ hat IS the answer^ 

Trusting to Provi- 

Along the cool seques- 
tered vale of life 

She keeps the noiseles s 
tenor of her way. 

VI. A. G. H. S. 

First Row — Fanny Scheffer, Marjorie Pullan, Jean Deery. BclU Benjamin, Sophie Black. Clara Terdiman. Maiy Hefflon, Kathleen Swan' 
Eileen Dudgeon. Sarah Cohen, Bertha Meyer, Enid Philliinore, Orpha Kilbourne, Hilda Vibert 
Second Raw — Fannie Fenster, Greeba Williamson, Grace Gillson (President), Germainc Wood, Queenie SavEge, 

Helen Nichol. Lucille Roston, Jean Nichol, Joan Coles, Eileen Flanagan. 




Seen in Limelight 


.\exl (.'lie 

I'oel s I riliute 

Hilccn Flanaizan 

Lxpi'iinding logic 

.Mr. R. — The word 
■'nascor "is deriv ed, 
\Iiss Flanagan, from 
what Greek \ crb'' 

Editing a "Daily " 

1 he world belongs to 
the energetic 

Grace Gillson 


1 here is only one cent 
in the Red Cross box 

Doctor Gillson 

1 awoke and found 
that life was dutv 

Mary Hcffl mi 


1 must go to the Lib- 

Singing in Grand Op- 

The fring'd lids of 
deep blue eyes 

With soft brown tres- 
ses o\er-blown. 

Crpha Kilhourn 

Be silent, that ye 
ma\' learn 

In the mis~K'n held 

Gentle words are 
always gain 

Bertha Meyer 

Always busy 

1 11 tr\- 

Happily married 

1 hate nobody. 1 am 
in charity with all 
the world. 

Helen Nichol 

Dramatically inclin- 

Just like that ! 

.A Playwright 

The very life seems 
warm upon her lips. 

The fixure of her eyes 
has motion in it. 

Jean Nichol 

Looking in the Mir- 

O Hea\ ens! 

Principal o: a Board- 
ing Seminary 

She mixed reason with 
pleasure and wisdom 
with mirth; 

If she had any faults 
she has left us in 

Enid Phillimore 

Halt an hour late 

I started in time, but— 

-\\ cdding Bells 

Beautiful as sweet. 

And young as beauti- 
ful and soft as young 

.And gay as soft, and 
innocent as saw 

Marjorie Pullan 

\\ ith the other sex 

1 should worry ' 


Oh' why should life 
all labour be^ 

■■Rule Lucille Roston 

As an orator 

O .\Iy .Aunt ! 

Exercising her 
"Rule and sway " 

She is pretty to walk 
with, and witty to 
talk with. 

.And pleasant, too, to 
think on. 

Queenie Sa\age 

Radiating smiles to 
the world 

W here is .Miss .Mac- 



A smile that tells the 
joy unconquer'd. 
In which her spirit 


Fanny i^chctter 

Jn the orchestra 

I do.n t want to miss 
that oractice 

.A distinguish-d \io- 
lin virtuoso 

.And French she spake 
fuU well and fefishlv 

Alice Sn-.ith 

Copying notes 

It's in the book 


O don t you remem- 
ber Sweet Alice, 

Sweet .Alice with hair 
so brown '' 

Kathleen Swan 


W ell. 1 think— 

Silent ? 

So many worlds, so 
much to do. 
So little done, so much 

to be. 

Clara Terdiman 

Knitting, knitting, 
k nittipE 

1 wonder how that 

Capturing the une.x- 

.And gladly would she 
lerne and gladl y teche 

Hilda \ ibert 

Solving problems 

Do \ ou think we shall 
ha\ e a test^ 

Professor of Mathe- 

.She wiseh' tells what 
hour o' the day. 

The clock does strike, 
bv algebra 

Greeba Williamson 

Being graceful 

Heaps of chocolate 
sauce, please. 

Premiere Danscuse 

A dainty lass with 

man>' a wile, 
A slender form and 

the dearest smile. 

Germaine Wood 

Laugh, and the world 
laughs with you 

O Horrors 1 

Red Cross Nurse 

Her unextinguished 
laughter shakes the 




iiiKiiiiiiiiiiniaiiiiiiiiiiiit iiiiiiiiiiiii]iiiiiiiiiiiiciiiiiiiiiiiii[X 

England's Master Poet 

"He was not for an age, hut for all time." 
This was the tribute Ben Johson paid William 
Shakespeare, the poet and playwright, and 
although the praise may have seemed extrav- 
agant then, time has shown that it is well 

Shakespeare made the stage: "he found it a 
few rude boards with a blanket for a curtain, 
he left it a field fit for a prince." When as a 
\"ery young man, lured by the theatres of 

After Caesar*s Death. 

London, this marvellous poet-to-be wandered 
to the city of wonders, he found the stage and 
dramatic conditions in a very crude state. 
But indeed, it may have been well that this 
was so, for this undeveloped state of affairs 
gave him the chance of displaying his great 
genius to the full. Slowly but steadily he 
improved the type of drama and thoughtfully 
directed many improvements in theatres 

At first he had many discouragements and 
setbacks. People, especially the lower classes, 
who had been the chief supporters of the play- 
houses, failed to appreciate the better type of 
drama; while the upper classes had firmly set 
themselves in a rigid position as regards "al 
play-actors and play-acting." 

To improve the stage was not, however, the 
main object of Shakespeare's life; he felt he 
must give the world his message — the message 
of wisdom and truth — and by his wonderful 
gift of the poet he was able to do this in a way 
which few have equalled. He presented to us 
a world made up of whatever realities he might 
choose to illustrate and we see it through his 
eyes. He set characters before us, not labell- 
ed "good' and 'bad,' but performing character- 
istic actions, and, seeing them, we learn to 
judge them as he did We accept his measure 
of their success or failure, and as we do so, 
weigh ourselves in a like balance. 

How clearly he shows the evil of "ambition' 
in '"Macbeth," of "self-indulgence' in Antony, 
or of 'pride' in "Coriolanus." It is thus that 
the dramatist has an immense advantage over 
a mere preacher, for he is able to present the 
truth he wishes to drive home in such inter- 
esting situations, without detracting from the 
force of the moral intended to be conveyed. 
What more is needed to make us realize that 
Shakespeare succeeded in his great desire, 
than the fact that all the world is celebrating 
this year the tercentenary of his birth, and 
that he is hailed as the greatest English poet. 

In our school we have tried to add our share 

The Cast for 

'Julius Caesar, 

Sixth Form Boys. 



to the \vorld-\\ ide celebrations. The boys of 
the Sixth forms, after many months of hard 
and serious work, presented "Julius Caesar. 
This was indeed an achievement of which the 
boys may be justly proud, and the labour 
ought to be compensated for by the delight! ul 
evening they ga\e those who were present. 
Perhaps another not less important compens- 
ation will be the delightful anticipation with 
which the boys await Monday morning. June 
the twelfth — matriculation examination in 
English Literature. 

This production was followed a fort- 
night later by "Twelfth Night." given by 
the girls of the Fifth and Sixth forms. No one 
who saw this will soon forget it. The scenery 
and costumes were delightful, and the girls 
kept up the reputation of past years" plays and 
set a high standard for those to come. The 
proceeds of these two entertainments were 
devoted to the Patriotic Fund and the 

.M.C.A. Fund for work at the front. 

VI.A.. E. C. F. 


Balance. "As You Like It." $ 20.43 

Interest .48 

Tickets, "Twelfth Night" — 

Boys" side 19.50 

Girls" side 59.65 

Door receipts 53.55 

War tax 2 . 09 

Total $155.70 

Expenditure 53.30 

Total $102.40 

Proceeds going to Y.XLC.A. Overseas 

Fund $100.00 

The proceeds from "lulius Caesar " amount- 
ed to $104. net. Of this sum $29 was voted 
by the boys to the Boy Scouts Troop and 
$75 to the Belgian Relief Fund. 

There was a young lady named Dolly 
Who exclaimed, ""I do so love holly :"" 

But if you must know, 

I prefer mistletoe; 
For to kiss underneath it is jolly." 

There was a young fellow of Lynn, 
who grew most distressingly thin. 

One day he essayed 

To drink lemonade. 
But he slipped through the straw and fell 

in. V.A.. M.H.S. 



During previous years we have had a monthly 
School Magazine, but last year marked the 
epoch of the Literary Club, which took its 
place during the year, the magazine being 
published only in June. Last year the Club 
was quite a success and this year we have 
done our best to make it a still greater success. 

The membership of the Girls School w^as 
greater than that of the Boys" This was ap- 
parently due to the impossibility of the boys 
binding themselves to attend the meetings 
regularly. However, as for some "unknown ' 
reason, they, as well as the girls, turned out in 
large numbers to the meetings of the Club, we 
shall say no more, but be content with the 
excellent attendance each afternoon. 

Three meetings were held during the term, 
the first of which was free. At the other two. 
five cents admission was charged. The total 
receipts were $61.55. The programmes were 
well carried out and contained some very good 
items. ""John Gilpin,"" presented by Fourth 
Form C. of the girls was received with the 
greatest enthusiasm, and great credit is due 
those who helped to make so great a success. 

The sketch, ""Box and Cox, " was well re- 
ceived, as were the dances by Miss Barwick 
and the bugle calls by Clive Sproule. The 
recitations, songs, readings, piano solos, dial- 
ogues were no less appreciated, and we hope 
that those w ho will be in the High School next 
year will as enthusiastically contribute to the 
success of the afternoons spent at the Literarv 

At two of these, debates were the chief at- 
traction. One of these was serious in char- 
acter, the other humorous. The resolution of 
the former was ""That Preparedness for W ar 
leads to War. " The affirmative w as headed 
by Louis Levitsky, while Christine Rorke 
captained the negative side. 

The second debate was to the efiect ""That 
umbrellas are better than raincoats." This 
produced a great deal of laughter and was 
greatly appreciated by the audience. The 
affirmative side. Moock and Kent, won the 



decisions o\er their opponents, Sunderland 
and Foster. 

The High School Literary Cup, which was 
formerly presented to the class giving in the 
best contributions to the magazine, was on 
these occasions given to the class which fur- 
nished the best items on the programme. It 
was won by the following: 

Sixth Form girls, represented by Christine 
Rorke, the leader of the winning side in the 

Fourth Form C Girls, for the represent- 
ation by shadow pictures of "John Gilpin." 
Sixth Form Boys. 

The cup will be presented in June to the 
class contributing most ably to the Annual. 

We were much indebted to our High School 
Orchestra, under the leadership of Mr. Mc- 
Kenzie, for giving us many pretty selections 
on these occasions. 

Altogether the Literary Club, though yet 
in its infancy, has had quite a successful year 
and although we regret not being able to pub- 
lish the High School Monthly Magazine, yet 
we feel that the L. C. meetings have not only 
made up for it, but have also given the pupils 
of the coming year an opportunity of exhibit- 
ing their literary as well as dramatic abilities. 

Let us hope, therefore, that the pupils of 
next Fifth and Sixth Forms will as faithfully 
and profitably carry on the work of the High 
School Literarv Club. 


V.A., M.H.S. 

Dedicated to the 73rd Royal Highlanders. 

Tramping, tramping, tramping 

On the paved streets. 
Well we "ken" the Kilties, 

With their bagpipe-squeaks. 

Drilling, drilling, drilling 

Over Fletcher's Field; 
"Yince" more we see the Kilties 

As their strength they yield. 

Marching, marching, marching. 

Kilt wi" kilt abreast; 
Whenever do these Kilties 

Take a needed rest? 

Tramping, drilling, marching. 

Whatever they may do. 
If you meet a Kiltie 

You then "maun" know "who's who." 


IV A., G.H.S. 


The annual meeting of the Athletic Associ- 
ation was held Friday, September 24th, 1915. 
The suggestion was made that this year three 
teachers should be asked to take office as Ad- 
visory Council. The election of officers was 
as follows : — 

Honorary President — Miss Hendrie. 

Advisory Committee-Miss Brittain, Miss 
MacKenzie, Miss Seymour. 

President — Queenie Savage. 

1st Vice-President — Greeba Williamson. 

2nd Vice-President — Edythe Warren. 

Secretary — Roberta Oborne. 

Treasurer — Marjorie Lees. 

Assistant to Treasurer — Bessie Chauvin. 

The Club has been more active this year 
than last, going on fourteen excursions. Our 
first trip was to the McGill Stadium on the 
occasion of the McGill sports held there. In 

Gymnasium Exhibition, Clown Dance. 



the early part of No\cmber we went to the 
Art Gallery to see the American exhibition. 

Owing to the resignation of the Treasurer 
on account of illness, a meeting w as held Nov. 

Gymnasium Exhibition. Skating Dance. 

19th'to elect another, Hope Macintosh being 

One glorious day in \o\ ember Miss Brittain 
and X liss Sproule took the girls on the moun- 
tain to see the wind-gauge. It took a long 
time to con\"ince the girls that the instrument 
always turned in the same direction, but fin- 
allylthey gave in. 

I guess many girls dreamed the night after 
we went to the Redpath Museum; there were 
so many skeletons and stuffed animals in the 
building that every time w e turned w e thought 
we were either amongst ghosts or in a forest. 

A few of the girls, accompanied by Miss 
Hendrie and Miss MacCallum. went to the 
Chateau de Ramezav on Fridav. Februarv 

The R. \'. C. Rink was again obtained for 
Friday afternoons and many enjoyable after- 
noons w ere spent skating. When the weather 
w as bad we played indoor games in school. 

Saturday mornings saw many girls at 
Strathearn School to play basketball. The 
Junior Interscholastic Championship was 
w on by our Junior Team w ithout the loss of a 
single game; the Senior Championship was 

Gymnasium Exhibition, Dutch Dance. 

lost by one match. After these games were 
over we played Trafalgar Institute in their 
gymnasium, and were sadly beaten, but when 
thev came to our school, we were the \ ictors. 

Senior Basket-ball Team 
Roberta Obome, Greeba Williamson, Queenie Savage. Ruth Reynolds, Isobel Binning, Marjarie Pullan 



In the series of inter-class matches V.B. won. 
When the basketball season was o\ er the girls 
took up another sport — indoor baseball. 

Last fall we played tennis on the Y.M.C.A. 
courts, Dorchester Street, till the end of 
October. The championship games were 
played at the end of the last school year, 
Queenie Savage winning the trophy and 
Edith Murray the second prize. It is to be 
hoped that we shall be able to use our own 
tennis court this year. 

Altogether this has been a very successfu 
year and the Club takes this opportunity of 
thanking Miss MacCallum and others who 
ha\'e been so keenly interested in the welfare 
of the Club. 



Gymnasium Exhibition. Colonial Dance. 


1 he first meeting of the year 1916 was held 
at the High School on Thursday, March 23rd, 
with the following officers at its head; 

Hon. President — Miss Hendrie. 

President — Dorothy Slack. 

Vice-President — Rita Maver. 

Secretary — Elsie Michaels. 

Treasurer — Mary Stewart. 

Assistant Sec.-Treas. — Beryl Reynolds. 

Miss Norah Pedley, who had kindly con- 
sented to speak to us about her work in Dr. 
Armstrong's Hospital at the front, was un- 
able to do so on account of sickness. The 
meeting, however, proved very interesting, 
its chief feature being a talk by Mrs. Wake- 
field on the Labrador Mission. After tea the 
meeting adjourned. 

We feel, however, that the Society is not 
accomplishing its end of keeping the grad- 
uates together, for although many were in- 
formed that the meeting was to take place. 

the attendance was exceedingly poor. In 
fact, as preparation had been made for so 
many who did not come, a large box of sand- 
wiches and cakes were sent to the Khaki Club. 

Early in the year a branch of the Alumnae 
Society was formed to do Red Cross work. 
Through the kindness of Miss I. M. Hurst 
we were enabled to get our material and to 
return our finished work with no trouble at 
all. Miss Florence Aylen was appointed 
chairman, and with several of the members as 
heads of the knitting, machine sewing and 
land sewing committees we have accom- 
plished more work than we even hoped to do. 
We wish to thank the workers who are not 
members of the Society for their much ap- 
preciated help, without which our Society 
would never have proved so successful. 



Roaming in the gloaming 

In the cool of spring-time's dusk; 
The cheery frogs are trilling. 

There's a subtle scent of musk. 

The river's like a sheet of glass. 
Reflections deepen, massive, dun. 

The sunset fades, its glories pass, 

The stars come twinkling, one by one. 

Then the placid thoughts come stealing 
O'er the mind fit to receive them. 
Thoughts of home, and what will happen 
In the years now fast approaching. 
Will it be a soldier's glory: 
Death upon a field of battle? 


Being denied that boundless honour. 
Will it be upon the home bed. 
After years of useful labour. 
Growing foodstuffs for the Empire? 
Be it as the fates have ruled it; 
I will try to live contented 
In the office or the workshop, 
In the field or in the battle. 
All I ask is, "Be it granted!" 

Mary had a little lamp; 

It was well trained, ho doubt. 
For every time a young man called. 

The little lamp went out. 




It was in the month ot No\ ember last that a 
few High School boys conceived the idea ot" 
forming a School Orchestra. They saw that 
there was a fair number of instrumentalists 
attending the Girls" and Boys" High School, 
and realized that by providing musical enter- 
tainment at public functions, a properly 
trained orchestra w ould be a valuable addition 
to the many school activities. On organizing, 
the members found that they w ere fortunate in 
ha\ ing as one of the masters at school, Mr. 
Duncan Mackenzie, a man highly qualified as 
a musician and ready to take charge of the con- 
ducting of the orchestra. 

Under the able leadership of Mr. Mackenzie 
the orchestra, w hich consists of fifteen mem- 
bers, has been holding weekly rehearsals and 
has made its ensemble playing so satisfactory 
that on e\ ery public appearance the conductor 
and players ha\e received the enthusiastic 
applause of the audience. 

To date the orchestra has been heard on 
six public occasions, as follows: at three 
Literary meetings, at two plays, and at the 
Christmas School Closing. 

The orchestra has been receiving exery 
encouragement from the Rector, as well as from 
N liss Hendrie and Mr. Gammell.w ho take great 
interest in its de\elopment. The music is 
supplied by the school authorities, its choice, 
ho\\ e\ er. being left entirely to Mr. Mackenzie. 

Duncan Mackenzie, M. A. Edinburgh 
Director of Music, High School for Girls. 

G. H. S. 

In the opinion of the girls of the F'ifth 
I 'orms, perhaps the most interesting event in 
the school year was the masquerade held on 
Tuesday, November 2nd. There was a great 
variety of costumes, and it took some time for 
the identity of the guests to be discovered. If 
any one masquer drew more attention and 
admiring comm.ent than another, that masqu- 
er w as Miss Muriel Wilson, w ho w as costumed 
to represent the British Na\ y. 

The Fifth Forms were much gratified that 
so many teachers honoured the party by their 

The most thrilling moment was when the 
lights suddenly went out, and there glided into 
the room, une.xpected and unin\ ited, but never- 
thcles w elcomed. a company of ghosts, noise- 
less, save for the fiendish discord they drew 
from so-called musical instruments. It was 
only after many \ ain attempts that the guests 
discovered that the disembodied spirits were 
the dignified Sixths whom Miss MacCallum 
had, for the occasion, converted into wraiths. 

That the white company was real fiesh and 
blood was pro\ed, beyond a doubt, during 
refreshments and the dancing that followed. 
The whole e\ening was most enjovable. 

H. M., V.A, 


This has been the second session in w hich 
prefects have been elected and appointed. 
The idea in having prefects is to have respons- 
ible boys of the senior forms to supplement the 
w ork of the masters and to form a connecting 
link between the boys and the masters. The 
position of prefect is held by the boys for the 
period that they remain at the school. Their 
duties are purely general and the use of their 
powers subject to their own discretion. 

During the past year M. Cohen, one of the 
prefects, resigned, while L. McCaw . another 
of their number, left school in April to enlist 
w ith the fcbth Overseas Battery. 

VIr. Gammell and four of the prefects rep- 
resented the school at the funeral of the late 
Col. Yates, and throLf|thout the year they have 
represented the boys on several occasions. 
They are nine in number, five elected by the 
boys and four appointed by the Rector. 
The prefects for the past year w ere : — 

From the Sixth Form — Head prefect. Jas. L. 
Dugan : secretary X.V'ineberg: G, S. K. Brown. 
B. SilveJman, P. Scott, D. C. A. McEachran. 

From the Fifth Form — R. \\ inter, L. Mc- 
Caw (enlisted; . 

X. MXEBERG, Secretary. 




The year 1915-16 began with the reorganiz- 
ation of the Pro Patria Club from a Fourth 
Form Club into a School Club. The Club 
was then divided into departments for knit- 
ting, bandage-rolling, and sewing. The 
results of this new system have been very 
gratifying, each department looking after its 
ow n branch of the work very thoroughly. 

In October, the Club sent twenty-three 
dozen comfort-bags to No. 1 Canadian Gen- 
eral Hospital (Lt.-Col. F. Finley, CO.). 
The bags were very much appreciated by the 
recipients, some of whom were Canadians. 

From several we have received letters of 
acknowledgment. In December the girls 
dressed four dozen dolls and sent these with 
parcels of books and toys to the Soldiers" 
Wives' League for distribution. Gifts of 
books, woollen articles, and parcels of mag- 
azines and sweets were sent to the Khaki 
League and to the front. (This branch was 
outside of the regular work entirely). 

The results of this year's work are as follows : 

Knitting Department — 175 mufflers, 75 
pairs socks, 96 pairs wristlets, 210 wash- 
cloths, 15 caps. 

Sewing and Bandage-making Departments 
— 811 handkerchiefs, 131 head bandages, 9 
tray-tloths, 83 towels, 1,090 bandages, 62 
body-bandages, 32 slings, 13 bed pads, 75 
many-tailed bandages, 5 bandage protectors. 

A total of 2,992 articles. 

A great deal of hard work has also been 
done by the Pressing and Despatching Com- 
mittees. The Club wishes to convey its 
heartiest thanks to all friends who have given 
money, materials, or help. 

Respectfully submitted. 





On Monday, the 27th of September, the 
annual Field Day and Track Meet was held 
at the M.A.A.A. grounds. The weather was 
beautiful from a competitor's point of view, 
but rather chilly from the spectator's. As a 
result the attendance was not as large as it was 
last year. 

On account of the long programme, some of 
the less important events took place in the 

W. R. Kennedy, of I'V.A. carried off the 
Rector's trophy by a wide margin. He won 
three firsts and a second, which is exception- 
ally good. 

The Junior Aggregate Cup was won by 
Clayton Bourne. 

B. Taylor won the M.A.A.A. medal for the 
220 yards dash. In this sprint he made the 
good time of twenty-six seconds. 

The Sixth Form Trophy of 1885 went to 
Coulter Dennison. 

Two records were broken this year. C. 
Bourne set a new mark of twelve feet, ten and 
one-half inches in the long jump, under thir- 
teen years. Five Y.A. made a record of one 
minute, twenty-six seconds in the one-third 
mile juvenile relay. 

Altogether it was a very successful day. 

September to April inclusive. 



G. H.S 29 

H. S 21 

Pupils — 

G. H.S 429 

H. S 529 

Total 1008 



G. H.S 268 

H. S 258 

Pupils — 

G. H.S 3846 

H. S 4938 

Total 9310 

Books added to the Library — 

Gifts 183 

Purchases 224 

Periodicals, vols, bound 14 

Total 421 

Books catalogued 444 

Number of books in the Library, about . .3500 

C. S. H. 



A Week in the Woods 

Prologue — The following tale describes a 
trip undertaken last summer by a party of 
boys belonging to a Camp situated "some- 
where in the Laurentians. " The object of 
this trip w as to actually paddle a canoe on the 
surface of Lac Cypres, a body of water five 
miles long, lying about twelve miles from 
Camp as the crow caws. But since a canoe 
can t make a noise like a crow or jump 
mountains, the actual journey mapped out 
was very circuitous, and they eventually 
reached the lake at the end more remote from 

Ever since the organization ot the Camp, 
the possibility of this lake being the goal of an 
exploration trip had often been conjectured 
from its position on the map. and in recent 
years one or two trips on each annual pro- 
gramme had been directed towards if, so it 
was evident that a large amount of accum- 
ulated interest (like a forgotten bank account) 
was attached to the successful attempt, w hich 
w ill now be described. 

\londay — "First horn" awoke the sleepers 
to as propitious a day as could be desired for 
the start of a trip. Under a bright sun in a 
cloudless sky, they hurried down to the lake 
shore and washed, first, however, attiring 
themselves in their trip clothes which con- 
sisted mainly of a khaki shirt, strong trousers, 
thick socks and "beefs." A hearty breakfast 
was eaten, and then horse-coUars were rolled. 
In doing this, each rubber sheet was stretched 
on the ground, and the necessary blankets 
were folded so as to almost cover it; on top 
w as placed a complete change of clothing, and 
then the whole thing was rolled up and tied 
w ith cords in two or three places. The ends 
were brought together and fastened, and the 
horse-collar was then ready to be slung over 
the head. 

Xleanwhile the chef had been preparing the 
provisions, so that the call for haversacks soon 
issued from the kitchen. Every fellow hied 
him thither, and the different articles of grub 
that could be con\eniently carried were dis- 
tributed. The rest of the grub went in the 
pack along with the tent fly. By this time 
w illing hands had placed the two canoes in the 
water, and the trippers trotted out, loaded 
up and took their places. 

Before they unduly disturb the calm w aters 
of the lake, let us inspect them. In the green 
canoe were \Ir. P., to whose enthusiasm and 

energetic pioneer work the final success of the 
trip was ultimately due; Ed, the constructive 
genius, long and lanky, and of great under- 
standing (ne wore No. 9 hoots) . Les. whose 
cheerfully witty remarks kept the crowd in 
good humour; Gordon, a modest tenderfoot 
of an inquiring mind, undergoing hardening; 
and Neil, of unlimited lung, vocal and pedes- 
trian power. In addition there was one axe, 
one cutlass, one pack, and one water-spaniel. 
Sport, who would as often swim a lake as run 
around its shore. In the red canoe were 
Paul, the all-seeing great northern diver; 
Clarry. a lean but muscular, bronzed youth; 
Brodie. a canny camper of sterling qualities; 
and Bruce, a hard-working sphinx. One a.xe, 
one hatchet, one troll and the pots accom- 
panied them. 

Paul, the Diver 

They're of^' ! Along the beach, through the 
channel, across Lac Tire and up the winding 
Pembina River they ploughed their way. 
Now the Pembina River has such a unique 
course that it defies adequate definition, yet it 
must be mentioned. Any compass would 
become dizzy and lose its magnetism if used to 
indicate it. Generally speaking, it flows from 
Lac Pembina to Lac Tire, although many 
times in between it tries to change its mind. 
If the actual route of the river was straighten- 
ed out, it might stretch to Coutu's Dam. Its 
course may be described as a series of short 
straight lines joined by arcs of great and even 
greater curvature. The river, in short, makes 
Tennyson's "Brook" sound like Euclid's def- 
inition of a stright line. Nevertheless the 



geometrical intricacies of this stream are 
balanced by its great natural beauty. At one 
point on the river, the party saw fresh signs 
of beaver work. 

The fellows of course had to get out later 
and carrv the canoes around Aubin's Dam. 
This took but a minute or so. and they con- 
tinued up the river. Soon Lac Pembina was 
reached and crossed, and then they entered 
the Provost River, Half an hour later found 
them in the middle of long narrow Lac Pro\ - 
ost, hurrying to shore to protect the provis- 
ions from a hea\ y shower. This was effected 
by combining two horse-collars and utilizing 
the rubber sheet thus obtained. The shower 
passed in a little while and they left Lac 
Provost behind and entered Lac Lajoie, 
w hich consists of two large bays separated by 
a wide curved channel. Twenty minutes of 
paddling brought them to the foot of the Rat 
Trail, where they disembraked and prepared 
to portage the canoes. This was their first 
p ece of real w ork, 

Paul and Clarry took the red, while Ed and 
Mr, P, handled the green. Each of these four 
slung a horse-collar round his neck, and after 
hoisting the canoe over his head, allowed a 
thwart to rest on the horse-collar. The trail 
started with a steep hill and tested their per- 
sex erance to the limit. At the top of it they 
distinctly envied Atlas. The first portage is 
generally the worst anyway, because one isn't 
used to it. Presently the sound of the Rat 
Falls informed them that the journey was half 
over. Near the end of the trail, after much 
groaning and grunting, the red canoe struck 
a tree and, of course, came down on the heads 
of those underneath it. Now this is a most 
unpleasant and irritating sensation, just like 
being sand-bagged, so it was not surprising 
that the canoe fell down and rolled a few feet 
away. After divers injured feelings had been 
relieved, the canoe was picked up and carried 
to Lac des Rats, a small double lake joined by 
a short crooked channel. At the far end of 
this they encountered the Boisfranc Trail, 
This trail mounted up, up, up, slowly and 
steadily, passed over a nice hardwood ridge, 
and dropped suddenly to LacBoisfranc, a 
fairly small lake of green water bordered by 
steep wooded ridges on each side. The party 
of the first part with the red canoe were con- 
siderably ahead, and like true campers had a 
fire going and pots heating by the time that 
the party of the second part arrived. 

As soon as it could be prepared, dinner, con- 
sisting of diluted beans, toast and tea was 
served. Dishes were then washed up and 
packed away, and the canoes continued down 
Lac Boisfranc until they arrived at the 

Brochet Trail, This was a somew hat longer 
edition of the previous trail, except that the 
descent to Lac Brochet was less inclined and 
more extended than its predecessor. 

Lac Brochet is a fair-sized lake of three bays 
and it w as the middle bay which the canoes 
crossed. The crew of the red, which was 
some distance ahead, occupied their spare 
time in trolling up and down the lake. Just 
as they were approaching the next trail, Paul 
felt a pull on the line and hauled up a four- 
pound pike. He knew it was four pounds by 
inspecting the scales. The fish was carefully 
filed away for supper, 

A short portage brought the party to White 
Rock Lake, so-called because of a large light- 
coloured rock facing them from the o posite 
shore. Cutting across a small bay, they pad- 
dledalongtheright shore and passed a "birken- 
head," or large submerged rock, twenty feet 
from shore and only a few inches below the 

Paddling the Dugout 

surface, a menace to a canoe. They continued 
through the narrow part and right to the very 
end. Most of them disembarked and bush- 
whacked around until the obscured trail was 
picked up when all was made ready for the 
last portage. 

The actual trail was really the remains of an 
old trail which had been recently used a couple 
of times, and therefore needed considerable 
recarving. This duty was executed by the 
stock of heavy hardware mentioned in the 
inventory. As the trail was the longest yet 
encountered, frequent rests were taken by the 
canoe men, so that it was half-past four when 
they finally reached Lac Daby, 

They immediately loaded up and cruised 
along the left shore looking for a suitable 
camping spot. On rounding a large point, 
they suddenly caught sight of the splashing of 
a deer running along the opposite shore in the 
water. When the excitement had subsided, 
they continued their cruise around the largest 
bay of the lake, and after they had completely 
encompassed it, they decided to camp around 
the next point, as it was getting late. Accord- 



ingly everybody tumbled out, piled the stuff 
on shore and hauled the canoes up. 

A suitable place w as soon selected, and the 
follow in procedure was carried out. .A 
ridge-pole was cut down and nailed at the 
proper height between two con\enient trees. 
1 hen all the underbrush was icmo\ed from 
beneath it. Ne.xt, the fly was slung over it 
and drawn taut, and the impedimenta 
piled under it. Meanw hile a stock of wood 
had been gathered and a fire-place made 
between two large rocks. \\ hen the fire had 
developed a certain amount of permanence, 
tw o short thick logs w ere laid on both sides of 
it, and on these were placed two two-inch 
cross-logs to hold the tw o pots of w ater. One 
of these pots was treated to sexeral handfuls 
of rice. \\ hile the rice was cooking, the in- 
terior of the fly was busy with fellows sorting 
the grub, changing their clothes and estab- 
lishing order. Those w ith nothing to do man- 
aged to either gather more w ood or make toast. 

Now it befell that the job of poking the rice 
grains, to make them move on. w as placed in 
the hands of Brodie, w ho. as e\ eryone knew . 
could be safely entrusted with this task. But 
as fate w illed. his mind w as meandering among 
other celestial spheres on this particular oc- 
casion, so that w hen a cr-r-r-ack of a burnt 
cross-log. followed by a sis-s-s-s of escaping 
steam brought him back to earth and to 
action, he realized that most of the rice was 
doing its best to e.xtinguish the fire. The rest 
of the bunch loudly voiced their opinion in 
no uncertain manner of the cook s latest fried 
specialty, while the first-aid corps was sum- 
moned. The fire was given artificial respiration 
and a new pot of rice was started. This time a 
safety-first beam-and-strap suspension was 
employed to keep the pot on an even keel, and 
all went well. 

W hen the rice was declared cooked, "con- 
demned" milk and raisons w ere added, and it 
w as set aside to cool w hile tea and toast were 
being made and the four-pound pike was fry- 
ing. W hen everything was ready, the bunch 
fell to w ith a gusto that would have made 
Hon. Mr. and Mrs. J. Spratt resemble dys- 
peptics. After supper had vanished, damp 
clothes were hung out. and then all the w eary 
wanderers retired into their cocoons and al- 
lowed the occasional mournful cry of the loon 
on the lake to remain unanswered all night 

Tuesday — The sun rose first but was 
quickh followed by the bunch, w ho severally 
and simultaneously changed their clothes, 
kindled a fire, washed the dishes and pots and 
started breakfast cooking. The weather w as 
fine and threatened to remain so. This filled 

the campers w ith great enthusiasm. In about 
an hour, a pot of porridge, a pot of coffee and 
half a loaf of bread had disappeared from 

Ex'eryone now left for the scene of the first 
piece of work: the end of a small adjacent bay. 
They first scouted around to pick up any pos- 
sible trail which might be there. None was 
detected, however, so the map was consulted, 
a bearing taken, and all got busy carving out a 
new trail. 

After working for a few hundred yards, they 
came to a slight rise, bearing trees, which 
carried large old blazes. These signs were 
recognized as the country line betw een Mont- 
calm and Joliette, and as it was good enough to 
follow, they used it. After a few more hun- 
dred yards, the line gave indications of leading 
them straight up a high hill, so most of them 
sat down while a few climbed it to look 

View from Batiment Hill 

At the top, Paul decided to shin up a big 
pine tree, two or three feet in diameter, and 
Mr. P. tackled a spruce. To reach the first 
branches of the pine, Paul had to climb a 
large balsam. But the view- from the top 
rewarded all the effort of climbing, for their 
immediate destination. Lac Batiment. lay at 
their feet, and distributed around them were 
Grand Lac Diable. Lac Diable. Lac Daby. and 
in the distance a bit of Lac Cypres. They 
descended to the base of the hill and sent Ed 
and some fellows to complete the trail to the 
lake while the rest went back for the canoe. 
At Lac Batiment fi\ e people went forward in 
the canoe, and the other four returned to the 
camping place. 

At the far end of Lac Batiment they found 
a bea\-er dam and also to their surprise a trail, 
which they followed and improved. It led 
them down to Lac Diable. Here they paused 
for a space and partook of corned beef (Fray 
Bentos brand) and hardtack with butter, the 
whole moistened at intervals with spring 
water, for it was midday and they were just 
slightly hungry. 

After dinner they proceeded along the left 
shore, trolling as they went. Feeling a tug on 
the line. Neil endeavoured to haul it in, but 



the line broke and all he gathered was that it 
was not strong enough to haul up the lake 
bottom. Some distance up the shore they 
found a small shallow bay almost separated 
from the lake. The bottom of this bay was 
co\ered with various sizes and shapes of 
stones which made navigation difficult. In 
fact, the entire bay looked like a stone garden 
in harvest time. The canoe, built as it was 
without a hinge, could not be forced to curl 
itself around certain rocks, so that some rather 
neat problems in applied geometry had to be 
sol\ed before the shore could be reached. 

The party eventually landed and picked up 
the short trail to Grand Lac Diable. Halfw ay 
along, there grew a huge pine tree, and on the 
shore of the lake were fresh footprints of a 
bear. They returned to their canoe right 
away — no. it was because they were pressed 
for time — and proceeded to the beginning of 
the Imp Trail. 

Here they disco\ered a large blazed cedar 
tree with a list of names on it, dating back to 
1890. The trail led them up a long hill before 
it became level. At this point it was decided 
to make a landscape observation, so they 
searched for a suitable lookout tree. This was 
soon found and climbed. From the top of it 
they saw Imp Lake, Lake McLaren and three 
sections of Lac Cypres, as well as another 
small lake not placed on the map. Returning 
to the trail they followed it an equal distance 
down to Imp Lake, and bucked around it over 
swampy ground. 

The trait to Lake McLaren was picked up 
and followed on level ground for half a mile. 
As they arrived at the lake they saw a flock 
of black mallard duck a short distance away. 
But they were pressed for time and had to 
retrace their steps at once. After the lapse of 
couple of hours they finally arrived at the 
camping place, ready to drop in their tracks, 
and found a fire going, everything ready to 
start supper, and a fresh stock of wood. They 
at once made supper and hastened to bed, for 
they were dead tired. By this time it had 
started to rain, worse luck. 

Wednesday — This was the day on which 
five of the nine were scheduled to return to 
Camp, while a relief party of five should take 
their places. Accordingly after breakfast Mr. 
P.. Les, Bruce, Neil and Gordon picked up 
their belongings and started up the lake in 
both canoes, taking Clarry to help on the 
first portage. The day was damp and chilly, 
the result of a continual drizzle, which might 
have been a source of inspiration to a flock of 
ducks. Clarry and Mr. P. took the green to 
White Rock Lake in forty minutes without a 
stop, which is probably the record in camp 

portages. Clarry then returned to the camp- 
ing place, paddling the red by himself across 
Lake Daby. The four hardened woodsmen 
who were left behind passed the time in chop- 
ping a liberal supply of wood to keep warm, 
and seeing that the fire did not go out. 

About five o'clock by Brodie's IngersoU, 
Paul paddled down to the end of the trail, and 
waited for about an hour for the relief party, 
w ithout observing anything more human than 
himself. This so disgusted him that he re- 
turned to headquarters, but shortly after- 
wards his curiosity compelled him to renew 
his vigil. His patience petered out finally and 
he retraced his whirlpools. About halfway 
down the lake, however, he thought he heard 
voices, so he exerted his lungs to the utmost 
in whistling and yelling. The only replies 
came from his mates, so he gave it up and al- 
lowed Ed and Clarry to try their luck in the 

In the meantime, the returning party had 
crossed White Rock Lake and Lac Brochet, 
and wisely altering their plans, had left the 
canoe at the foot of the trail and proceeded to 
Lac Boisfranc, They were, of course, com- 
pelled to walk around it, but as the under- 
brush was not dense, it was fairly easy to 
make a trail around the lake. On the whole 
this procedure meant less work, especially for 
the new party. 

Having arrived at the Boisfranc Trail, they 
constructed a combined cooking and drying 
fire on the leaside of a large leaning stump, 
which thus acted as a radiator. Now, al- 
though it had been raining since the previous 
evening, there was plenty of dry wood in the 
vicinity, ready for those who knew from ex- 
perience where to find it, so that the making 
of a fire was a relatively simple matter for 
them. Moreover, while dinner was being pre- 
pared, all removed their outer upper garments 
and suspended them from a pole above the 
fire, while they themselves, by standing 
around it, enabled their under clothing to dry 
on them. It was by such magic means as 
these that comfort and satisfaction were con- 
jured forth in the face of wretched weather. 

Behold them seated around the fire at the 
conclusion of the meal, each munching his last 
piece of toast, warm and dry within and with- 
out. Suddenly, without warning — but wait 
a moment, spare your curiosity, we have over- 
run ourselves and must return to catch up. 

Away back at the camp. Art, the leader of 
the relief party, awoke that morning to the 
gentle patter of raindrops on the tent fly, and 
noticing the conspicuous absence of sunshine, 
he gazed through the open tent door at the 
dull gray spectacle presented to his vision. 



By a stupendous mental effort he concludeJ, 
from the meteoroligical conditions that the 
precipitation of moisture might well continue 
all day. He slowly dragged himself from a 
warm comfortable bed and reached for a 
heavy sweater. 

\\ hile the members of the camp w ere per- 
forming their ablutions, those who had been 
chosen to form the relief party w ere the object 
of much good-natured criticism and sympathy. 
Later these fi\e ""miserables" showed suf- 
ficient w isdom to don an extra sw eater and to 
indulge in a hearty breakfast, besides rolling 
e.xtra clothing in their horse-collars. At last, 
to the music of a cheerful send-off from the rest 
of the bunch, led by Karl, they began their 
long paddle in the blue canoe. 

W hile the rain is endeavoring to penetrate 
their garments, let us scrutinize them. There 
was Art, the pink purxeyor of puerile persif- 
lage, on whose shoulders rested the task of 
completing whatexer plans had been initiated 
by \lr. P. and his party, though now trying to 
counteract the effect of the rain by a liberal 
application of hot air; Bert, a young husk and 
a boon companion, w illing to accept any task 
placed before him; Chrystie, the human por- 
poise, specially endowed by nature to resist 
the attacks of cold and damp; Roy, a bundle 
ot compressed energy and lOU per cent, " pep" ; 
and Herbie, the rugged junior member, the 
source of a continual flow of interrogatory 

The journey as far as Boisfranc was devoid 
of incident, beyond the percolation of the rain 
through the interstices of whatever vestments 
threatened to bar its progress. Here, how- 
ever, they were obliged to bid a tender fare- 
well to the faithful blue canoe. The clouds 
supplied the liquid confetti. When the top of 
the trail was reached. Art cautioned the others 
to make no noise lest they attract the atten- 
tion of the other party, who, according to 
schedule, should be below . Proceeding w ith 
great care, yet w ithal with no slackening of 
the pace, on rounding a turn, they percei\ ed a 
column of blue smoke, and observed the pion- 
eers seated around the first real red-hot fire 
seen in four hours. 

\\ hile the pots were being filled and heated, 
the returning party reported their discoveries 
and gave careful and detailed instructions for 
the guidance of the newcomers. They there- 
upon took their departure and arrived at 
camp in due course. The preparation and 
consumption of the ensuing dinner constituted 
an epoch in the history of the relief party, and 
served to infuse fresh vigour into their chilled 

W hat now happened w as probably the most 

important act of the ordinary routine. It is 
one thing to make a fire; it is half a dozen 
things to put it out. The infiexible rule of all 
true forest travellers is to thoroughly extin- 
guish their camp-fire before leaving it. The 
boys were w ell aw are of the difference between 
a forest in its natural condition and a brule, 
and hence it w as just half an hour later when 
they were convinced of the extinction of the 
mutually beneficial fire. Built as it was 
against an old dry punk pine stump, it had 
w orked its way for some distance through the 
moss between the roots of adjacent trees, 
even though rain had fallen since the previous 
e\ening. It was found necessary to demolish 
the stump, and to cut out all affected moss, 
besides pouring a few dozen potfuls of water 
on the smouldering ashes, before all suspicions 
were satisfied. 

With renewed energy the fellows started on 
their way. An hour later found them descen- 
ding the trail to Lac Brochet. And here a 
silent but joyful sight met their gaze, for their 
old and faithful friend, the green canoe, was 
drawn up on shore waiting to transport them 
across the lakes which lay ahead. 

The passage of the next two lakes and the 
short trail between them was accomplished 
w,-ith little loss of time and with less loss of 
language, since each man knew his business, 
and presently two fire signs on the shore in- 
dicated the commencement of the Daby 
Trail. Here at last lay the final stretch of the 
day's work, and every fellow, anticipating 
whatever difficulty might be encountered, 
took an extra reef in his belt and loaded up 
w, ithout delay, for it was getting late. 

The first part of the trail was covered 
without much difficulty, for there were no 
great changes of le\el, and, moreover, rests 
were taken frequently. In spite of this pre- 
caution, however, the sinuous landscape con- 
spired so successfully with the unceasing 
drizzle that, on the upward slope of one of the 
vertical contortions, a pair of legs collapsed 
utterly. (History shall not disclose the iden- 
tity of the victim.) It was with much exer- 
tion that the canoe was dragged to the top of 
the hill. Here a protracted recuperation was 
enjoyed, while the propinquity of the next 
lake was discussed with some pessimism. 

Suddenly these morbid reflections were in- 
terrupted by a faint unmistakable cry from 
somewhere ahead. Instantly the party be- 
came all ears. Next they became all mouth, 
and yelled their lungs out for two minutes, but 
without avail, for the cry was not repeated. 
.\e\ertheless wobbly knees were forgotten, 
and w ith grim determination they continued 
their journey. 




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A few more shifts brought them to the shore 
of Lac Daby, precisely at seven o'clock, but 
contrary to expectation, nobody was there to 
meet them. However, while the canoe was 
being loaded, the keen eye of Bert detected a 
moving speck silhouettecl against the far shore 
of the lake, and he judged it to be a canoe op- 
erated by two fellows. And so it proved to be; 
for when the green canoe had gone but a short 
distance, the red approached bearing the 
cheerful countenances, each projecting from 
the neck of a heavy sweater, of Clarry and Ed. 
The voyage down the lake and arrival at the 
camping place was, of course, accompanied by 
a voluminous exchange of information and 

At last, after a most strenuous day, the 
relief party was relieved to find itself relieved 
by the party to which it was bringing relief ; 
for nothing could be more reassuring than a 
bright sparking wood fire, crackling beneath a 
full pot of rice and a pot of tea, prepared by 
those eminent culinary artists Paul and 
Brodie, sufficient to satisfy the immediate 
needs of the inner man; also facing the fire, a 
large flat-faced rock on which the most 
aqueous garment would soon dry. With the 
addition of some fresh provisions, a sumpt- 
uous meal was polished off in great shape by 
the assembled congregation. 

The Department of the Interior having had 
its appropriations ratified, the exterior next 
demanded attention; and while some fellows 
made the beds, others piled wood on the fira 
and dried wet clothing with one hand while 
they scooped occasional whiffs of smoke out 
of their eyes with the other. Finally a com- 
plete change of raiment was effected, the grub 
was carefully covered, and beds were entered 
with staccato grunts of satisfaction emitted in 
all tones of the diabolic and the aromatic 
scales. In a few minutes such sounds as the 
sighing of the wind through the pine tree 
guarding the canoes, the splash of an occasion- 
al accumulation of raindrops on the fly from 
the boughs of the spruces overhead, the ex- 
plosion of a smouldering ember in the fire, 
and the creak of a tired joint as a weary 
wanderer turned over in his sleep, only such 
sounds as these were sufficiently intense to 
interrupt the stillness of the night. 

Thursday — Some few centuries later, or 
perhaps it was only a few seconds. Art awoke 
and looked at his watch. It registered about 
seven o'clock. Glancing at the weather, he 
saw that it was not only similar to that of the 
previous morning, but even more so. Look- 
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beheld the somnolent masses of his comrades 
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pianissimo ma non troppo, throughout its 
widest range. With a sigh he turned over and 
once more lost himself in the maze of uncon- 
sciousness, for was there not still another full 
day of exploration at their disposal, which 
might prove more favourable? 

After another indefinite period, he awoke 
to find it nine o'clock and all's well. Then 
began the brief but strenuous operation of 
convincing eight able-bodied hulks of flesh 
that it was time to get up. There was enough 
vocal objection to operate a hot-air engine, 
but the actual compliance was almost im- 
mediate. While some members of the party 
changed their garments, others gathered 
wood from the ground and trees nearby, and 
washed the pots and pannikins at the lake. 
Although the fire-place was still warm from 
the preceding fire, there were no live coals 
smouldering in it, so a piece of birch bark and 
a match were used to start a blaze. 

In less than an hour, breakfast, consisting 
of porridge with "cadenza " milk, toast and 
coffee, was announced and everyone dug in. 
This was followed by a general drying of damp 
clothing left from the previous evening. No- 
body showed a very keen desire to indulge in 
exploration just then, so the matter was left 
in abeyance until some suggestions should 
be forthcoming. During all this time, the 
weather was criticized in a very harsh and 
rude manner. 

Some time later, Paul, Bert and Ed decided 
to investigate the outlet of the lake, so they 
set out in the red. After a little while, they 
erturned with an Indian dug-out canoe which 
they had found hauled up on shore. It was 
quite a solid affair and not easily upset, but 
was not intended for two persons. The one 
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It was now noticeable that the apathy 
previously exhibited had considerably dimi- 
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After those who preferred to stay behind had 
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and Chrystie, who had just come to see the 
lake, and paddled across the small island, 
right to them end of the beaver dam bay. 

Having effected a rapid portage on the next 
trail, they were delayed by the breaking of 
the stern thwart of the canoe. Fortunately, 
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quickly fashioned and firmly fi.xed in place 
with the aid of the cutlass. 

Their next course led them across beautiful 
Lac Diable and through the stone garden to 
the short trail to Grand Lac Diable. At the 
shore of this lake it was found that there was 
not enough time to proceed further, so prep- 
arations for luncheon were begun. 

Right at the mouth of the stream from Lac 
Diable, the rock bottom emerged at a gentle 
slope and extended back a few feet before it 
met the forest soil. While one fellow kindled 
a fire on this spot, another collected dry 
twigs for fuel, a third cut green forks to toast 
the junior hardtack, a fourth started to toast 
these, and the fifth man opened the Fray 
Bentos. In a little while, the buttered toast- 
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obstructing the exchange of verbal traffic, yet 
both received praise in the highest terms of 

Now, while all this good cheer was being 
shared, the little fire of dry spruce twigs was 
encouraged to crackle away and to direct 
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utmost in capturing their features. The 
instrument successfully withstood the shock. 

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bunch set out for the camping place. As 
they intended to try for Lac Cypres on the 
morrow, they left the canoe on the shore of 
Lac Batiment, and walked around the small 
bay on Lac Daby. The camping place gave 
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good supply of wood, and Ed. had constructed 
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extent above the horizon. Thinking that his 
imagination was playing him a trick, he roused 
his comrades. They informed him that it was 
to-day, and not yesterday repeating itself. 

With the exception of Clarry, all arose. 
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ready. Clarry condescended to have a little 
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Ed got their trip accessories together and 
divided the necessary grub between the haver- 
sacks. General instructions were then issued 
to those remaining in camp. It will be noticed 
that Ed was taken in Clarry's place. Ed. 
showed by his work that day that he was cap- 
able of filling Clarry's beefs for that trip. 
Literally speaking, Ed could fill anybody's 
beefs, and that is "some feat." His heart, 
nevertheless, was great enough to restore 

Promptly the party set out and made their 
way 'by what was now a familiar route to Lac 
Diable. At the shore of this lake, it was found 
that the gunwale of the canoe had split. Paul 
managed to secure a long thin spruce root, and 
using this as a cord, he lashed the two parts 
firmly together, and the fellows proceeded to 
the big cedar. 

Up this next trail the broad backs of first 
Ed and Bert and then Paul and Art trans- 
ported the canoe on horse-collars specially 
rolled for this purpose. Near the top of the 
grade, the canoe was left on the trail, while the 
hoys climbed the lookout tree. Their long- 
sought destination, as well as the other lakes 
already mentioned, were plainly visible. While 
Art and Paul were inspecting the landscape, 
Ed and Bert returned to the canoe and carried 
it down the trail to Imp Lake. 

The harbour facilities at this end of the 
trail would have disgusted Noah; for the 
canoe had to be propelled down an imitation 
stream to the actual lake-water by thrusting 
the paddles up to the hilt in a bottom of de- 
funct vegetation of the carboniferous period 
on which the canoe almost rested, and then 
rescuing the paddles. The velocity of the 
craft almost frightened the frogs resting 
peacefully on nearby lily-pads, and seriously 
threatened to disturb the water-spiders. As 
there was no minimum speed limit, the canoe 
eventually reached Imp Lake proper. The 
crossing of Imp Lake w as quickly accomplish- 
ed by utilizing the momentum of the canoe. 

The trail to Lake McLaren was level and 
offered no difficulties, so that presently the 
party set the canoe down on the shore of one 
of its bays. The mouth of this bay was guard- 
ed by a long shallow shoal, supporting a crop 
of green weeds. As this extended right 
across the bay, it required some nice judgment 
to select the deepest place to pass through; yet 
the passage was successfully made. The boys 
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other reedy bank which compelled them to 
wade to shore for a short distance in shallow 
water to reach the next trail. 

Entering on their last portage, they parallel- 
ed the discharge of the lake, which made a 
considerable noise as it tumbled down the 
sloping ground. It sounded as if a waterfall 
was concealed in the brush, but on inspec- 
tion it proved to be only continuous rapids. 
In more than one place the trail became an 
aisle enclosed on both sides by thick green 
balsams and spruces, the odor of whose fra- 
grant boughs filled the ar. The entire port- 
age occupied about three shifts, and the trail 
finally ended at a point on the river where one 
man could take the canoe a few hundred feet 
further down, while the rest walked around to 
a deeper place before stepping in. 

For some little distance care had to be taken 
to avoid painting several strategically placed 
rocks, some of which were hidden by weeds. 
As the canoe proceeded on its way, the current 
gradually diminished, the high banks receded 
and became lower, the river bed deepened and 
broadened, swamp-grass and lily-pads came 
in view, and at last as they rounded a bend. 
Lac Cypres appeared just ahead in all its 
grand reality; and to the eager explorers it 
extended a greeting by a rolling swell which 
gently caressed their canoe. 

The lake stretched away from them for a 
distance of four miles, and continued out of 
sight beyond. A long sandy point could be 
distinguished a mile up on the right shore, and 
in the distance a large island could just be 
made out against the misty background of the 
shore behind it. Silhouetted against the 
clouds, and forming the dim horizon much 
farther away, were the high rambling moun- 
tains near Lac Clef, and the bumpy mountain 
near Lac Caribou. 

A southeast wind blowing straight dov/n the 
lake imposed the most unfavorable conditions 
for the operations of a canoe, making progress 
slow and cautious, as the waves had a ten- 
dency to lose their heads over the slender 
shape of the vessel. The left shore looked the 
more protected and inviting, so a diagonal 
course was set towards it. Having reached it 
by careful paddling, the bunch moved along 
beside it, expecting to have dinner at the end 
of the large point of which it formed one side. 
On their way thither they approached an 
island, and succeeded in passing through the 
narrow channel between it and the mainland 
without disturbing it from its position. Time, 
however, was moving inexorably onward and 
so when a huge rock, jutting into the lake, 
offered them a landing-place, sheltered from 
wave and wind, they decided to utilize it. 



No. 447 
In Black, Brown or Russet 

Made of smooth bag leather in 
three pieces, one seam at ends 
turnover on bottom, covered 
steel frame, double handles 
brass trimmings, leather lined, 
stylish and durable. Size 
16 X 18 X 20 inches. 

Look for the Trade Mark when buying 


338 Notre Dame Street West, 
fNear McGiU Street) 





High School Art Supplies 

Kee vcs' Art Brushes 

Reeves' Water Cilas.s 
with Brush Rests 

REEVES' No. 50a 

THE "DALTON" — 6 Color Box. 

This box has six palette divisions, 
one for each color. Any assortment 
of colors may be had. 

The Art Emporium 

23 McGill College Ave. 

Boys and Youths 




Up to 30 chest - $8.50 

32 and 34 chest - %9.00 and up 



Boys Clothing Specialist 




for Men 
Women and Children 

For comfort, health, durabil- 
ity. Jaeger Pure Wool is 
unsurpassed. It offers per- 
fect protection in all weathers 
and may be had.^in assorted 
weights for Men. Women and 

Besides Underwear, there are, 
for ladies, Jaeger Sweaters, 
Shawls, Dressing Jackets, 
Shirtwaists, Dressing Gowns, 
Coats. Slippers, Caps, etc. 

For the boys and girls there are 
Dressing Gowns, Sweaters, Jer- 
seys, Caps, etc., and for infants 
and younger children, Sleeping 
Suits, Pyjamas, Overalls, Frocks, 
Knitted Suits, etc. 
Here are some Jaeger articles 
for Men. — Sweaters, Blazers, 
Dressing Gowns, Waistcoats, 
Caps, Pyjamas, etc. 
Then there are Camel Hair 
Blankets, Sleeping Bags, Socks, 

To show the importance of Pure Wool as a body 
covering, the British Army Regulations demand 
pure wool undergarments for the Soldiers. 

A fully illustrated catalogue and Dr. Jaeger's 
"Health Culture" will be sent free on 
application to 




MONTREAL Winnipeg 

Incorporated in England in 1883. with British 
Capital for the British Empire. 

They immediately set about making a fire 
and toasting the bread. Art hied himself 
farther along the rock-strewn shore out of 
curiosity. In a few minutes he arrived at the 
big point just ahead, but only remained there 
long enough to photograph the view down the 
lake. He returned in time to open one tin of 
Fray Bentos and one tin of salmon. Besides 
these "pieces de resistance," each fellow had 
one piece of toast for a dinner plate and one 
piece as a "hors d'oeuvre," but it tasted more 
like toast. In each case not only was the 
pattern on the dinner plate removed, but the 
dinner plate itself was consumed. Dessert 
consisted of one small package of Baker's 
chocolate per capita. 

Right after dinner the return journey was 
begun. This was of course a repetition in 
reverse of the preceding one, without any of 
the delays, except that on the way from Imp 


Dinner at Lac Cypres. 

Lake to Lac Diable, Paul and Art tripped at 
the same time under the canoe ! After the 
crash had subsided, they felt constrained to 
pause while they recovered their equilibrium 
and their vocabulary. The remaining trails 
were covered mostly on nerve, for they were 
pretty tired by then. The fellows at Lac 
Daby had, of course, done their duty, so that 
supper and bed followed as a matter of course. 
Clarry was still sick in spite of his heroic 
compliance with the doctor's advice, and ate 
little. The rest just hoped harder than ever 
that he would be better by next morning. 
During the entire day, the sun had not been 
allowed out; nevertheless it was confidently 
expected to obtain permission to play on the 
morrow. With such expectations as these in 
their minds, the fellows were soon in deep 

Saturday — Everyone awoke bright and 
early. They prepared breakfast, rolled horse- 
collars, and struck camp with as little loss of 
time as possible: for they were severely handi- 




Page Acme Lawn Fence in Port of Spain, Trinidad, W.I. 

Page Acme Lawn Fence 


We are the originators of this fence. 
Others are now imitating it. Ours differ 
from the imitation in being made of all 
hard spring wire. It is accurately woven 
and has the horizontal wires closer 
together. Write for catalog. 





rhe Student s 

Handy Store 

High School Text 
Books with the 
school colors. This 
year we are carry- 
ing all the School 

Lunches served ; 
hot tea, cocoa and 
coffee, soft drinks 
and Bon Bons, 
which are always 
fresh and at the 
right prices. 

Latest story peri- 
odicals, stamps, 
stationery and 
fresh fruits, with 
a general line of 
groceries to be had . 

Jos. Gagnon 

2oq Milton Tel. Up. 5809 

capped, and they needed all the spare time 
they could handle. Clarry, their bpst rnan, 
was still sick, and was not permittecj tp do any 
other work than carry himself over the trails, 
although he insisted on taking a pot or a 
haversack with him. While crossing lakes in 
the canoe, he reclined between thwarts, with 
one horse-collar for a mattress and another for 
a pillow. The other boys were only too glad to 
do their utmost for him. 

Now, on one occasion, in going from Lac 
Brochet to Lac Boisfranc, Art tripped and was 
rewarded by a resounding whack on the head 
from the bottom of the green canoe. After he 
had removed the debris of stars which ob- 
structed his vision, he found that his stumble 
had loosened his thwart on one side. He was 
forced to use another thwart, and since this 
produced unequal loads, changes had to be 
frequently made. The thwart was tempor- 
arily fixed while dinner was being prepared at 
the old place near the upper end of Lac Bois- 

With much expenditure of elbow grease, 
they continued on their way after dinner, but 
in spite of the most untiring efforts on the part 
of each individual, they arrived home at the 
late hour of seven o'clock. Supper-time was 
past, but not for them. They were accorded 
a rousing welcome, especially when the re- 
sults of their explorations were disclosed, for 
they had not been expected to achieve so much 
in the face of such discouraging conditions. 
Willing hands carried their outfit to its proper 
places. Clarry was treated to some real old- 
fashioned disagreeable medicine with an 
ultra-sepia taste, and recovered next day. 

As a fitting conclusion to their memorable 
performance, they adjourned to the dining 
pavilion, where a bounteous repast was spread 
before them. With the certain anticipation 
that they would uphold all the epicurean trad- 
itions of the Old Guard, let us leave them at 
the festive board. 




K A M P 


for BOYS 

Open June 24th to 
August 12th 

The Cost, 
S5.00 per week 

^Efje iHontreal goung iilen's Christian 

For further information, apply to any Branch 
of the Y. M. C. A. 

A. G. Spalding & Bros. 

High School Boys will find 
Athletic Goods for all sports 
at our new store. 

371 St. Catherine St. West 


Hif h School regulation Sweaters. Jerseys 
and Stockings always in stock. 

All Athletic Goods for Summer 




The particle of pure vegetable oil which are rubbed into the 
open pores of the skin with the creamy fragrant lather of Baby's 
Own Soap renew the life of the skin and help nature along. 

It assures a soft, white, healthy skin, and its use delights both 
young and old. Baby's C)\vx Soap is for sale almost everywhere. 

Albert Soaps, Limited, Main Factory: Montreal 

11 (1 (1 [1 [1 11 (1 [1 II [iBi] a (1 II II [1 mni 

A N "AD." is a difficult enough thing to compose at 
/\ any time, but it is all the more difficult when 
Ji jLthere is a man standing at your elbow telling you 
that the Printer cannot wait, and he must have 
the copy at once. A man cannot compose even his own 
mind under such circumstances. 

qThe best thing I can do is to offer a $2.00 Bill to 
any High School girl, and another $2.00 Bill to any 
High School boy who will write the "ad." that should 
have occupied this space. You send in your copies before 
July 31st, and the writers of the ones we pick out will 
get the $2.00 bills. 

In the meantime if there is anything else you want 

Get it at Goodwin s